There must be a musical one day on the life of Donald Trump. That is, once he has been neutralized and the threat he represents to all of civilization--check that--to global, planetary survival, is over.
Meanwhile it would be too traumatic to view. I think we should call it Hair. If only Robert Preston were still alive. This would outdo The Music Man by a mile in its depiction of chicanery. And it's real!
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