Outlined against a blue-gray November sky, the Four Horsemen rode again. In dramatic lore their names are Death, Destruction, Pestilence, and Famine. But those are aliases. Their real names are: Thomas, Cavanaugh, Barrett, and Trump.
They formed the logo of the Notre Dame-infused whirlwind before which one demographic bucket after another of the TV-dumb were swept over the virtual precipice by the real virus, itself impotent, unless people agree to swap air among friends and foes.
I breathe out, you breathe in – it’s the American way.