It may be snowing here, but the clouds are lifting all across the land.

I remember reading, on the advice of my father, the Thurber essay “If Grant Had Been Drinking at Appomattox.”

Of course Grant wasn’t drunk except in the story, and he did not surrender to the confederacy. But Thurber anticipated Trump.
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… here in the United States we come now to the end of a four-year experiment to answer the question: What would happen if we were led by the worst of us? What if we searched the land and plucked out literally the most repugnant human being we could find, a walking collection of character flaws, and put him in charge? What damage would he do, and what version of America would be left in his wake?