Epstein.
Flood the zone.
By the time November 3 gets here, it seems most of us will have a much clearer sense of what that means. If the Republicans can’t find their backbone in the next month or so, then we may be in for the tussle of our lives if Democrats carry the day and Donald Trump’s desperation explodes into truly maniacal behavior.
His authoritarian tendencies will be in full view, and we could have a Constitutional crisis on our hands. The “cornered rat” analogy will come to life, and Trump will lash out in ways we’ve feared since he took office 10 years ago. The S will hit the F and all bets will be off.
Variables include if the military will follow orders, if the Supreme Court will give some green light to hastily developed injunctions and oppressive prohibitions, and if the general public will throw down the gauntlet and say, “No more.”
The exasperating, truly tragic thing is that it didn’t have to be this way. Still, if this is the price we must pay for an uneasy truce after Appomattox, then so be it. If it goes even deeper than that, and we must face down this latest assault on our republic from the far right, well, buckle up everyone. It might be a long, cold winter.
Fuck you, Donald, and the escalator on which you’ve descended. And shame on you, Republicans and MAGA disciples, for aiding and abetting.
Epstein
