Somewhere, in an alternative universe, there’s a PhD economist and university professor with head in hands, weeping bitterly, and wondering why he did it.
“I just wanted a gig right? Sell a few books to the rubes feeding their fantasies. Make a movie or two and meet hot actresses. And it worked, they lapped it up.
“But now the President of the Free World actually believes this dreck I’ve been schleppoing as that gig. He’s hired me to put all that nonsense into action.
“Why, why did I do it? Shoulda’ taken that Rolling Stone offer to investigate rape on campus. That turned out way less embarrassing”