"Ridicule is the only weapon which can be used against unintelligible propositions." -Thomas Jefferson, letter to Francis Adrian Van der Kemp, 30 July, 1816
And I'm outside in the dark staring at the blood red moon
Remembering the hopes and dreams I had and all I had to doAnd wondering what became of that boy and the world he called his own
I'm outside in the dark wondering how I got so old
[Chorus]
It's all gone, it's all gone
Nothing left of all I loved
It all feels wrong
It's all gone, it's all gone, it's all gone
No hopes, no dreams, no world
No, I don't belong
No, I don't belong here
The Washington Post’s Naomi Nix and Elizabeth Dwoskin get into the Meta-Trump-fact-checking story in their latest piece: “Inside Mark Zuckerberg’s Trump pivot.”