So this is the day the shit is supposed to start hitting the fan in state capitols from coast to coast. Watch out, Harrisburg. Keep your eyes open, Atlanta. Lansing, are you ready for this?
Maybe chaos will instead sound more like a quiet summer evening. Nothing but crickets. Though it’s possible things could get dicey. It all depends on Trump disciples remaining convinced and committed. Do they really have a cause worth dying for? There probably is enough desperation and blind rage out there to warrant a “yes” to that question.
Maybe not desperation. Maybe just a yearning to kick somebody’s—anybody’s—ass. Just for something to do. Just to have a story to tell. Something that makes them feel alive.
You gotta be proud, Donald. This is your legacy.
