The Empty Piazza
The would-be strongman stares out at a democracy that’s done applauding.
Good morning! First, thank you all for the kind wishes, they worked. My procedure went perfectly, and I’m on the mend. For the next few days, I’ll be typing with nine fingers and one enormous, overachieving bandage, so please forgive any delays or typos that slip through.
That said, there’s a strange comfort in watching Donald Trump’s numbers tank. For a…
