Albert Herring, eat your heart out.
The homecoming queen went trolling
for loot in River Oaks, and barbar-
ous thrills in rally after rally of
famished sociopaths. Along the way,
he warned the squeamish to shut up,
advising he would do this himself;
revoked the free press credentials
of the essential morning paper for
everyone in government, from coast
to coast; promised to decapitate
the laws of libel in protection of
political expression; and celebrat-
ed a dominance of his Party which
saw the Speaker of the House chang-
ing his diaper at every interview.
Apart from the latter's discomfort,
these are acts of pure despotism.
But wasn't he yar to his
enthusiasts, and positive
catnip still to a media
bedazzled, It could hap-
pen here. Everyone who
wasn't raised, 24/7, on
Crisco, sugar, and salt,
Fox, and Koch casuists,
professed to be baffled.
But we scarcely possess
an excuse. We cordially
begged to differ with
friends who indulged the
lies of Trump's Party so
long, we consoled each
other with their ingen-
uity in controlling the
attack dogs they'd bred.
And now, It has happened
here. Their Mengelian ex-
periment has whelped their
Caudillo, indifferent to
catechism, in raw control.
Wasn't everyone warned at home,
a soul bears a responsibility?
Donald Trump has let it loose,
The ultimate horror of Trump
is not for whom he reviles, but
for those who love him. There,
is the greatest crime politics
can commit. It's happened here.