Just finished reading an article about the Old Post Office in Washington, DC. I spent a few years in that building in agent training and later in the Washington Field Office of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Most of us took the buses that dropped us off and picked us up within a few paces from the entrance. I recall the morning I arrived early, only to discover, along with a few others, the frozen body of a homeless man who often panhandled up and down the local streets.
The Old Post Office is now Trump International Hotel, characterized by author Alex Altman in the June 15, 2017, issue of TIME magazine as “The Suite of Power; Why Donald Trump’s Washington Hotel is the Capital’s New Swamp.” Save up for a 90-minute couples massage at $460 or a VIP package (a week?) in a 6,300 square foot townhouse suite on two floors overlooking Pennsylvania Avenue, advertised for $500,000.
Not quite causing the inspiration from our top civil servant that John Kennedy provided in his inauguration speech:
“Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans – born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace, proud of our ancient heritage… Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty.”
More on the order of “Ask not what I can do for you, but what you can do for me.”