Shakespeare’s Trump, Act I, Scene III
5 min readSep 8, 2020
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.