Determined Leo Santa Cruz is a proud son of Mexico

Two tourists stroll in from the blinding bling of the lobby and flick through the rack of particularly flammable-looking golf shirts before picking one out. They share and observation in French that is punctuated by “en Bangladesh” and guffaws follow.

The only cheap items on offer at the shop at Trump International Hotel Las Vegas are the laughs.

A patriotic faux-faded Stars and Stripes T-shirt is among the wares staring you straight in the face when you enter the Trump Store, likely pushed to the front since the man with his name on the tower assumed the highest office in this land of hypocrisies and promptly declared America First.