From Dirty Harry to Uriah Heep.

It’s quite amusing watching Trump change his spots. Until recently his approach to North Korea was all high octane, all-American machismo:

So, do you feel lucky, punk? Do you? Fire one more missile and you’ll be staring down the bad ass end of my Magnum 45.

So North Korea fires one more missile and Donald shifts his position. He takes a deft step backwards and to the left and looks out from behind Xi Jinping’s ankles, whence he oozes righteous indignation.

Those North Koreans are very bad people. They’ve fired another missile and insulted my good friend, the President of China. (And what a splendid fellow he is.) Shame on them!

It’s all a bit transparent, isn’t it?