Steve Mnuchin, a name synonymous with sycophancy.

Defending "fine people" on both sides was crass, given what the "fine people" on TrumPutin's side were saying. Taking his vacations and jaunts on the government's tab is standard practice for TrumPutin's administration and even more standard practice for the Goldman Sachs team. Refusing to hand over tax returns and begging the DOJ for an excuse, which Barr was only too happy to provide, was a requirement for Steve to keep his job.  

And now he tells us that putting Harriet Tubman's picture on the $20 bill is technically impossible, and the decision has nothing to do with politics. Even Steve couldn't bring himself to say that it had nothing to do with the racism of his boss, though. Sycophancy has its limits, even for Steve.

But no one believes him, except TrumPutin. And that is the only one Steve has to please, after all. TrumPutin admires Andrew Jackson, the hard case who certainly would have been proud to separate families, condemn Mexico for not paying for a wall to mollify his base, and TrumPutin longs for the day when he can march his opponents away in his own Trail of Tears.

Besides, Harriet Tubman would never have stayed in Trump Towers, and that is something neither TrumPutin nor Steve can forgive.