William Shakespeare knew a thing or two about power and its abuses. This is from The Taming of the Shrew, Act IV, scene v:
Katharina to Petruchio:
“…be it moon, or sun, or what you please, / An if you please to call it a rush-candle,/ Hence forth I vow it shall be so for me.”
“I say it is the moon.”
“I know it is the moon.”
“Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed sun.”
“Then, God be bless’d it is the blessed sun;/ But sun it is not, when you say it is not;/ And the moon changes even as your mind./ What you will have it named, even that it is;/ And so it shall be so for Katherine.”
Mr. Trump, it would seem, thinks himself Petruchio, and we are to be his Katherines. And the world is to be even as he says it is.
And yet, the sun is still the sun, the levels of CO2 are rising, exploded nuclear bombs bring nuclear winter, and Trump hasn’t released his tax returns. Trump was elected with a minority of the vote by a tainted electoral college, with the assistance of Putin and the machinations of a foreign power. (See yesterday’s blog.) Not acceptable.