Just a Dream

I have a vision. It is that Donald Trump flies to Tehran on Air Force One and is met by a gaggle of people he assumes are U.S. diplomatic employees, anxious to welcome him as he resumes full diplomatic ties with Iran. He is shuttled away from the tarmac in a limousine. As the limousine turns down a road to leave the airport, he sees Air Force One roll toward the runway and, to his dismay, watches it taxi to the far end of the air field, go full throttle on the runway, and take to the sky. In confusion, he turns toward his greeters to question what is happening. As they remove their masks, he discovers they are not diplomatic staff, at all, but targets of his xenophobia, armed with anger, daggers, and opportunity. And they are about to have an interesting time with him. But it’s just a dream.