Trump unfiltered is like a badly polluted canal. The scraps of narcissism, the rotten remnants of conspiracy theories, the offal of sour grievance, the half-eaten bits of resentment flow by. They do not cohere. But they move in the same, insistent current of self, self, self.Read the whole thing.
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Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Metaphors Again
I loved this metaphor in Gerson's column in the Post today.
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