Eugene Robinson, writing in the Washington Post, quotes Yeats re our current catastrophe of a President:
“Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; / Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world . . . And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, / Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”
Robinson has seen that beast:
The chaos all around us is what happens when the nation elects an incompetent, narcissistic, impulsive and amoral man as president. This Christmas, heaven help us all.