Ushering in The Donald

WASHINGTON, DC — Dingdong Barack is gone. Under B.O.’s ex-consigliere Mayor

Rahm Emanuel, Chicago is killing more people than Capone, so in future Obama’s permanent home will be LA. Why? It has sun, golf, armless dresses for his missus and he can wade to Hawaii.

The drums are also beating out messages that the wife wants bigtime bread. Large income. Same as Al Gore and Bill Clinton.

So what’s inauguration week like? The Bronx Zoo, only with two-legged animals.

Washington, DC’s power was determined not by how well you know Donny, but by what hotel will give you a room. On one inauguration I got housed in Savannah, Ga. . . . Donald’s brother’s ex-wife, former legit Trumper

Blaine: “I’m at the Trump Hotel, and it was tough to get a room here.” With $5,000-a-shot booze in a Ritz-Carlton hotel safe, plus pillowcases embroidered with “Inauguration 2017,” seeing Tshirted Chris Cuomo there — who said, “All of CNN’s here” — was impressive. The chat: A Gary Hart associate. “Still bitter over that Donna Rice thing, he says, ‘Look what today’s guys get away with’ ” . . . Larry King: Caitlyn “LA news is Jenner: George Jumped Clooney’s through next to run hoops to for presi- attend the festivities. dent” . . . Caitlyn Jenner in long black fringe skirt and short black heels for the dinner: “I had to go through hell to get here.” (For the ball, she opted for a oneshoulder navy number.) . . . Monitoring the swearing-in alongside JPMorgan Chase’s breakfast-then-lunch buffet for friends, Jamie Dimon on how to get through the blackness of crisis: “Martinis.”