How Donald Trump made me love privileged men. LATimes

A black-and-white photograph from 1962 shows special counsel Robert S. Mueller III when he was a student at the St. Paul’s School in Concord, N.H.

It’s a hockey-team photo. Mueller, dark-haired number 12, sits front row, close to the center. He’s in skates and pads, unhelmeted. There’s nothing adolescent about him: no acne, no fluster, no artificiality. It should be said that he is extremely handsome.
God, I hate that guy. One of those smug boarding-school elites for whom the words “popular” and “athletic” are too shabby and public-school, muscular little barons on ice who become Republicans and Purple Hearts and FBI counter-terrorism experts. Everyone they know from childhood becomes a senator — oh look, former Secretary of State John F. Kerry is to Mueller’s left in the hockey photo.


I hated the classic man-of-honor stuff. I hated it until, around autumn of 2016,

http://www.latimes.com/opinion/op-ed/la-oe-heffernan-mueller-20180819-story.html

I've been feeling a bit of this as I find myself defending the FBI etc. Upside down world.