By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
(Macbeth, 4.1)

The Shakespearean line is an ominous warning of a monster approaching — a monster that the republican’s and their supporters created — Donald J. Trump. And the witches also promised to punish Hamlet, or Trump, for their unseemly kingly ambitions and evil deeds.

I’ll drain him dry as hay.
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his penthouse lid.
He shall live a man forbid.
Weary sev’nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine.
(act 1, scene 3)

Two wickednesses have come our way since 2016 — Donald Trump and Covid-19.

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