It’s the stuff of political romance novels. A frustrated, angry bear of a president is roaring in the Oval Office about how people refuse to submit to him. Republicans in Congress over the Epstein files, Democrats who won’t get on board with anything — except those eight senators who voted to reopen the government and gave him everything he wanted. Then there’s the newly elected “little communist” who will soon take office as mayor of New York City. No federal funds for him and the Big Apple, which also happens to be the president’s hometown. He flings his lunch against the wall, shattering a piece of Nancy Reagan’s china and leaving a trail of ketchup and hamburger grease on the wallpaper and faux gilt sconce recently procured from Home Depot.

Then: a knock on the door. His three o’clock

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