In the mid-1800s, Drittereich Drümpf a distant relative of Donald Trump, ran for governor of Ohio. We have written about Drümpf’s campaign in a variety of posts. You can read them HERE, HERE, HERE, and HERE.
Recent gaffes on the part of Donald Trump in response to Hurricane Harvey (he claimed he witnessed the ravages of the storm "firsthand"; his initial visit was in Texas, but not in Houston; he didn't meet with any victims; he wanted America to "heel," while Melania wore stilettos; he attempted to profit off the storm by selling "presidential caps"; the White House is back-pedaling on his pledge to donate one million dollars; etc.) are reminiscent of Drittereich Drümpf’s blunders following a devastating fire at a hat factory in Cleveland, Ohio (he refused to meet with victims' families; he tried to profit off the disaster).
Emmett Lee Dickinson wrote about Drümpf’s missteps in his now-classic poem "I could just sell a cap" (below on the left). His poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "I would distill a cup" (below on the right).
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
I could just sell a cap
And wear for all my clan,
Selling to them amid the storm,
To hawk, and earn, and scam!
By Emily Dickinson:
I would distil a cup
And bear to all my friends,
Drinking to her no more astir,
By beck, or burn, or moor!
By the way, we have written before about Donald Trump attempting to sell caps. Our first post is HERE.