Sing, O Muse, of the rage of Donald Trump, twice-elected, much valorized by his cabinet, much despised by his foes. Sing of his fleets and his planes and his bombs, and how they battered, but could not change the regime in Tehran. Sing of his pride, his thirst for glory, and the hundreds of ships trapped at anchor in the Gulf… The war in Iran is not a Greek tragedy, but we must admit that it has all the elements of a great one. There’s a prideful president, who listens mostly to his ego and is

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