Once upon a time, the symbol of America was a magnificent French colossus, given in the spirit of international friendship, standing vigil on the edge of the sea with imprisoned lightning to light the way for your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free to come and add their dreams to a great impetous experiment in the laboratories of democracy.
Now it’s an incompetent slob in a meaningless joke of a uniform searching your Facebook page for pictures to circle-jerk over while an orange-haired buffoon panders to racist bigots for making America a farce of freedom.
