O ye of little sense: Trump is not who you think he is
I'm writing this from the Bible Belt -- from Missouri, smack in the heart of the nation.
Some in this state and this region revel in the imagery of wholesomeness and steadfastness that supposedly sets us apart from the ungodly and reprobate coasts. We're the heartland, they tell themselves, the preserve of true-blue American values, of faith and morality.
It's a sham, this notion that we're better and more authentic than other Americans, but there is a grain of truth that sustains the delusion.
