[The Urban Sombrero]

When the Stranger says: “What
is the meaning of this city?
Do you huddle close together
because you love each other?”
What will we answer?
“We all dwell together to make
money from each other”?
Or “This is a community?”

-T.S. Eliot

[The Urban Sombrero]

At Mar-a- Lago, where the elites who are feasting on an economic banquet not quite trickling down to the working poor, the above is a punch line: “We tricked ‘em again.” “Spanky” Tweet is President. That doesn’t make him “in Christ.”