Shakespeare’s Trump, Act I, Scene III

Enter STEVE BANNON.

BANNON.

I will destroy the state, as Lenin would.

They hurt us most who try to keep us safe,

Who smother rude man’s nature in ideals.

Such ivy-thoughts, invasive species, grow

Uncheck’d, trans-potted from their native soil,

From university to universe.

Trust fear. God comforts, Satan gets things done.