Larry David, in a guest essay for The New York Times, savagely skewers Bill Maher’s dinner with Trump without once mentioning either name:

He was wearing a tan suit with a swastika armband and gave me an enthusiastic greeting that caught me off guard. Frankly, it was a warmer greeting than I normally get from my parents, and it was accompanied by a slap on my back. I found the whole thing quite disarming. I joked that I was surprised to see him in a tan suit because if he wore that out, it would be perceived as un-Führer-like. That amused him to no end, and I realized I’d never seen him laugh before. Suddenly he seemed so human. Here I was, prepared to meet Hitler, the one I’d seen and heard — the public Hitler. But this private Hitler was a completely different animal. And oddly enough, this one seemed more authentic, like this was the real Hitler. The whole thing had my head spinning.

I avoided linking to the Maher’s report of his dinner when it broke a few weeks back because it was such an obvious PR stunt(for both parties) and because humanizing the devil serves only the devil.