I am beginning to envision Trump sitting in the midst of his luggage waving an eviction notice on the curb in front of the White House where the Washington police dumped him. I don't know whether that would be more of a comedy or a tragedy. On the other hand tragedy and comedy are the stock in trade of all grew comedians and he doesn't even need makeup.
If we knew what it was we were doing, it wouldn't be called research, would it?
