I have a nightmare.
It’s Nov. 8, election night in the United States. Contrary to every current poll, Donald Trump squeaks out a narrow victory. As his fans erupt in manic cheers, he kisses Melania, steps to the podium and peels back his fleshy mask to reveal – the grinning face of Warren Buffett.
It’s at this point that I usually jolt awake and come to my senses. Two men could not be more different than the Manhattan goon and the Omaha tycoon, I tell myself.Report Typo/Error