Hard not to be a little depressed.
It reduces to this.
Grandstanding on conspiracy theories.
We are in the last days of Rome
and Nero is sat
in the corner, revenge ‘bating
to a Sports Illustrated cover.
Not that one: no. One
with a wrestler on it. Oil shining
on his biceps. The Donald grunts
a furious pace. Nothing to do with
sex, even, just virility and