When Americans Had Some Damned Dignity
Amid squabbling, Teddy Roosevelt chose the back row. Trump pitched a fit to get on the front row in a bright blue suit you could see from two miles.

The Vatican instructed Donald Trump to wear a black suit and tie, but of course he didn’t. He wore a bright blue suit with an even brighter tie, the better to stand out in!
He was allocated a seat on the third row, not incidentally behind the Bidens and the Clintons, but he ranted until he got his way. Then he got the best seat in the house.
And there he is, on the very first row, in his garish blue suit, which the Italians are calling an insult to the Pope.
But this wasn’t about the Pope, was it? No, it was about Donald Trump juggernauting everybody out of the way so he could APPEAR to be the most important person at the funeral, in the prime position to get his photograph taken, and just to make sure nobody missed him, he wore his semaphore-from-a-lifeboat blue suit.
Mind you, Teddy Roosevelt was no lover of protocol and top hats and starched bibs—and he was never famous for even behaving—but he would not insult a king, his family, and his country. Trump would insult God if the divine had Canada’s rare minerals or Ukraine’s long, sweet Dniper River and or her deep-water Sevastopol.
It’s come to this.
And then Trump fell asleep...
In the early 1900s, when Teddy Roosevelt was president, eleven Southern states practiced de jure segregation, while the rest of the country upheld de facto segregation.
With such howling racism across the land, it hardly mattered which row Roosevelt sat in. Neither America nor Americans could have claimed much of that "damned dignity."