Cindy Adams

Cindy Adams

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Lines between politics and business are blurring

Politics is now such big business that business is now the road to politics.

For his White House shot, Bloomberg is set to unpin a $100 mil piggy bank. And he’s a brand-new Democrat. Since that party of donkeys (asses?) is light on glossy names that are heavy on glamour, gearing up is yet another businessman.

You’ve heard about Disney’s Bob Iger. What you haven’t heard is that, having graduated from Mickey Mouse to much money, this non-Democrat also just quietly turned brand-new Democrat (again).

And the road out of government? Show business. Donald Trump’s former communications person landed at Fox. Now, through the food at Tudor City Steakhouse, Nikki Haley mentioned her coming maybe radio show. And where? On Fox. Next, Mike Pence hires a makeup man.

One more thing. Sen. Chuck Schumer, regularly on TV railing against Republicans? With whom does he speak often on the phone? Our Republican president, DJT.

Royal tax warning

Sarah Ferguson, Duchess of York, once-upon-a-wife to Britannia’s HRH Prince Andrew (a k a whatsisname), enjoyed beautiful daughter Eugenie’s recent posh wedding. But after Fergie’s 1996 divorce, those ex in-laws, the royal royals, weren’t so kind.

The UK Sun, clawing after her, quoted their Inland Revenue tax guys “three inspectors” burbling: “It’s a serious matter . . . we have wide-ranging powers and intend to use them.”

The whole matter was if Her former Highness had paid sufficient tax on 100,00 pounds given to her nanny, chauffeur, administrator and secretary.
So comes now imminent Prince Harry’s fatherhood. So just letting Magic Markle know hell hath no fury like a palace scorned. So just sayin’.

Please try to pay attention

Decorator Mario Buatta just left us. This prince of chintz, who did the biggies and richies, knew where to scratch up treasures and once said: “I couldn’t even get those two lousy chairs at a Jackie O garage sale” . . . FOR Studio 54’s Daniel Radcliffe, Bobby Cannavale, Cherry Jones in “The Lifespan of a Fact,” even the balcony is SRO . . . BARYSHNIKOV’s daughter Anna, now in the film “The Kindergarten Teacher,” is set for an Apple TV film about Emily Dickinson . . . NATIONAL Association To Advance Fat Acceptance told the Daily Mail they want to boycott Julia Roberts (in a new film), Gwyneth Paltrow (in a recent wedding) and Cameron Diaz, who said: “I’d kiss a frog if I had to. I love frogs. I’d lick him.”

ID mix up

Tough season for the Yankees. Still, VIPs — mayors, chiefs of state, our cardinal, sitting royalty, singers, anchors, actors, stars who adore the beloved NYYs — always attend.

Take the recent countdown games. Even a stowaway from downtown Madagascar recognized one particular familiar face. This ditz pounced with: “Ohhh, Tom Brokaw. My favorite author. Best book I ever read was your ‘The Greatest Generation.’ ”

The pouncee blanched. Appeared stricken. And it ain’t easy to terrify this famous author, who happens to repeatedly turn out No. 1 scary award-winning best sellers. So who was this dumbbell’s “Tom Brokaw”? He was our civilization’s Stephen King.

Playing the field of jokes

It’s big-time gridiron season. At tryouts, one Brooklyn high school gymnast asked another athlete where’d he get his training. Answered the smartmouth: “I got my training blowing up footballs.”

Only in New York, kids, only in New York.