The thing that sticks in my craw is the image of Trump standing at the podium at one of his pep rallies, smirking away, working his adoring minions into a lather over some hyperbolic, fabricated pile of bullshit. Smiles all around, and Orange Hair probably sporting a chubby over how magnificent and powerful he is.
Every day offers a glimpse of a new low, a plummeting to previously uncharted depths of depravity and deceit. And it’s all calculated. Chum in the waters. No measured, thoughtful appeal to reason or compassion, just ruthlessness and “anything goes.”
Sometimes it seems like we’re moving toward an America that not even the MAGA crowd is going to like.
