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Farewell, Donald

The Spectator’s writers and friends reflect on what they’ll miss about Donald Trump and what they expect from Joe Biden

Madeleine Kearns

To Trump or not to Trump? Whether ’tis nobler on the page to be a morbid cynic or a self-righteous arse?

That is the question those of us working in American right-wing media have been staring in the face for four years. Looking back, the Trump years feel like one of those awful ‘would you rather?’ games that teenagers play. ‘Would you rather be half-fish from the waist up or from the waist down?’ ‘Would you rather have pubes for teeth or teeth for pubes?’ You know the sort. Of course, you can make the case for either option if you really want to (and some people do), but the most sensible answer remains, ‘This game is rubbish. I’m not playing.’

Biden is also rubbish, as it happens. And Harris is terrifying. Why? What’s the word count again?

Leonard Toboroff

What I will miss about Trump is the tweets with which he went to battle.

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