Today is the only day this week that Joe and I didn't have plans, so we were pretty happy when we found out that the Brits would be protesting Trump's visit to London with a march and a gathering near Parliament, and part of that protest would include a parade-type balloon of Cheeto-boy in a diaper, holding a cell phone in his tiny hand. On the way to Central London to see the balloon, Joe and I had a discussion about things like 'stooping to his level,' appropriate discourse, insulting allies while treating other/arguably worse statesmen and women with respect, how this would go if the balloon was of someone we supported, etc. And while I definitely wanted to see the balloon, regardless, I came to agree that it was in fact a reasonable reaction to national embarrassment.
