Trump is indicted and flies to New York for arraignment. The media cover it in a frenzy, but actual human interest seems low. There are no protests, no real crowds, and Marjorie Taylor Greene can’t get her megaphone to work.
In an age when we’ll burn a tree to power a machine to draw us a picture of a tree, what is Trump? What is it to be any sort of celebrity today, supported and sustained by internet connectivity and social media? What if we unplugged — what would we find?