Stop giving me updates on the reflecting pool

A year ago I didn’t know anything in particular about the Lincoln memorial reflecting pool and neither did you. I had seen pictures on television and publications, the occasional cameo in film or television. I knew there was a thing called the National Mall that nearby, and that the Washington monument was too. I had no idea what color it was supposed to be, the composition of its water, how many gallons it contained, its depth, or any other facts about its operation and upkeep. It was just a landmark in a city I didn’t live in and never visited. I had no strong feelings about the pool one way or another. It was fine, I guess. The pool didn’t bother me and I didn’t bother the pool.But that was before Trump had the audacity to attempt some kind of repair to the landmark in the city of which he is the duly elected executive. I don’t honestly know the precise nature of these repairs, only that I have now seen countless pictures of workers painting the bottom of the pool a blue color,…