https://www.nytimes.com/2025/04/21/opinion/larry-david-hitler-dinner.html
("Larry David: My Dinner with Adolph")
"I am sure the Fuhrer might once have sent his mother flowers, or called her on her birthday." Such is the type of conversation I have been engaged in when offered some positive tidbit about our Dear Leader.
Mr. David, in obvious response to Bill Maher's ludicrous, fawning assessment of the walking obscenity that is our President, provides us with a Harvard Lampoon, Andy Borowitz inside baseball look at Adolph (insert Donald) the man, not the myth. The boys will be boys dinner. Easy talk, laughter and only a few oblique references, hardly noticeable, to the pathological cruelty that flows as easily as the Rhine, I mean the wine.
So Mr. Maher came in like a lion and departed as a lamb. Shame on him. Blinded by the sounds of Mr. Trump playing nice. Suggesting that maybe we have been too hard on the big guy.
Like "Springtime for Hitler", the Mel Brooks masterpiece from "The Producers", Larry David's op-ed "humanizing" a monster of biblical proportion (with apologies to the Bible) skewers with a smile.
Because, we are informed, Adolph is, in the final analysis mere flesh and blood, just like the rest of us. Just like Donald.
Nailed it.