You've seen the smirk. We've all seen the smirk. This past weekend, the smirk was everywhere. It's an image that'll be stuck in our heads for a long time: a Vietnam veteran and Omaha Nation elder singing and thumping a drum while a little shit in a MAGA hat stares at him, inches from his face, smiling mirthlessly, an overwhelming nothingness in his eyes. All around the two of them, more little MAGA-hat shits, students at a Catholic school in Cincinnati's Kentucky suburbs, hoot and howl and do that Atlanta Braves tomahawk-chop thing.