Well, that’s disappointing.
Just had a rather lengthy chat with Dave Gonzales, the curator of the Hemingway House and Museum in Key West, generally recognized as an expert on Papa. I wanted to ask him whether he thought the old man would have been the sort who would clock Donald Trump in the kisser.
On the contrary, Gonzales said. Though he didn’t mention Trump by name (perhaps out of fear of conjuring him) he said Hemingway would probably find in the oversized orange one a kindred spirit. On the plus side, he did add Hemingway might still have punched him in the mouth, and might in fact enjoy it as good sport since, despite his tiny little hands, the Donald gives the impression of being a formidable competitor.
I’m now a little less inclined to daydream about reviving the manly art of fisticuffs and punching Trump in his marmalade jowls over his crude attacks on just about everyone. I do however regret that I was born too late to take a shot at Papa.