Though a foregone conclusion, seeing it in words was more potent than I imagined. Cynicism taking a break in relief that accountability – no matter that it will be shat on in the Senate and 45 (I will not sully these pages with his name/brand/identity) will proclaim total exoneration and proceed to commit another, probably worse high crime and /or misdemeanor (I think Paul Begala is correct – a second impeachment is not unlikely) offense – has returned, if only for a moment. Relief in remembering what that felt like, what it felt like to have the immune system working (if only rarely, at that, but still), its gears roaring back to life like a car after a new battery in an arctic freeze.
Prognosticators espousing the potential negative effects that this accountablity, this etching on history, will have on Democratic prospects in November should ask themselves whether they felt that same relief last night – and what they're willing to do to feel that same relief on the night of 03 November.
If this was a taste, may it be the appetizer to the main course.
Published on December 19, 2019 05:32