Ah, the political class. The rising bourgeois. The proletariat now chafes at the yoke placed on them by the elites. Populism is scaring the you know what out of the elites in the form of one Donald J. Trump. Who by the way, has fantasies like any man who is willing to admit to it. Open borders and trade? Now there is something that can kill, maim or otherwise destroy the America we so dearly love. Not a fantasy.
The song “Ladies who lunch” seems to be an appropriate Sunday Respite.
Reflecting in 2014 on the rage against political and economic elites that swept the country after the 2008 financial crash, Mrs. Clinton acknowledged that her family’s rising wealth had made her “kind of far removed” from the struggles of the middle class.
Carol Burnett sings “The Ladies Who Lunch”, originally written for Stephen Sondheim’s “Company.”