Seven Years Later, Still Surreal

Like many people, I wake up some mornings and remind myself, “Donald Trump was actually the president of the United States.” Consider those educational displays in American social-studies classes. I already thought that the photographs of grinning Bill Clinton and George W. Bush looked a little silly, sitting below the paintings of John Adams and James Monroe looking so solemn and august. And now, just before the Skeletor version of Joe Biden, there’s the guy from the New York Post covers of my youth, and the Howard Stern shows of my misspent adolescence.

And more fool me!