It feels, each day, as if America--and the sense of what the country has represented for so long--is collapsing in on itself.
And this feeling of collapse--the chaos, the remarkably cruel policies, the recklessness, the bullying, the philosophical regression--is because the builder (the man from Queens who made his name putting up buildings in New York and elsewhere) is less a builder, than he is a destroyer.
He's tearing everything down, and is appearing to enjoy the wreckage.
(Please note: a few changes were made to the above, after its posting.)
