Well, it may not be the best of analogies since in the context of what thoughts came to mind, we, the sane people of the world are now all the holier-than-thou cultist momma and Trump's the horned-up telekinetic/pyrokinetic teen girl with the dirty pillows.
In my news feed, once fucking again, it looks like this mo fo's going forward with yet another crazy ass desecration to the landscape of our nation's capital with the start on construction of this monstrosity:
See all the little people depicted at its base? This things supposed to clock in at 250 ft. in height. That's almost half the height of the Washington Monument.
First of all, artistically, IMHO, even for a throwback design to classical neo-classicism, it's uninspired and amateurish. Second, if it's supposed to be a triumphal arch, what's it commemorating? What great "triumph" has America achieved of late? And if it's supposed to be a monument, shouldn't there be a dead person? Is this supposed to be like the Great Pyramids that were built before the demise of the pharoses they were meant to entomb? I'm so fucking over all of this shit.
Unfortunately, before he becomes available to be encased in this gleaming white bastion to his baboonery for eternity, he may have a few more years yet to terrorize us. And when he finally wakes from his fugue, the memory of Tommy's perhaps pity kiss has faded, and the pig's blood has been acknowledged for what it really is, he's gonna have his wild-eyed retribution... and we better be out the fire door exits when that day comes, bitches!