Fetid hippies. Hatchet wielding Hells Angels. Unsanitary bogs. Duff bands (I
hate the Cure!) No girls. No cashpoints. England handballed out of the
World Cup by Argentina. And mud. Glorious mud. Lots of it. This time, thirty years
ago, "Glasto" was fun for a curious teenager in the middle of
his O levels.
I like my presidents to be unelectable. Demagogues. Bullies. Tyrants. Mad dogs capable of starting World War 3 on a whim. Donald J. Trump, a thrice married, thrice bankrupt, property tycoon turned reality TV star, is that fool and then some.