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by
Miles Taylor
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August 2 - August 16, 2023
If it was about Donald Trump, Mike Pence wouldn’t present a contrary point of view or alternatives.
I was bewildered. Had I heard that right? Trump offered a presidential pardon in exchange for an illegal act.
I knew what I had to do. One way or another, I would help burn Donald Trump’s presidency to the fucking ground.
If Trump had been made aware of the full extent of the powers he possessed, the person said, the result would have been catastrophic.
Polls show a majority of Americans support tougher border security and immigration reform.
MAGA acolytes in Florida and Texas are already doing this by implementing “bus and dump” programs of the kind we once told Trump were illegal.
I felt abandoned. The gray-haired wise men, who were so disturbed by Trump’s behavior that they discussed presidential removal procedures, were disinterested in telling the American people the truth.
The doctor came by and told me sternly that I’d overdosed. Caffeine, alcohol, marijuana, and Xanax—a noxious cocktail of substances at levels that had killed other patients.
Over the course of four years, Trump recklessly compromised U.S. secrets. He gave sensitive defense information to journalists, shared it with foreign adversaries, and absconded with it to his private residence in Florida after leaving the White House.
Washington was populated by children wearing big people clothes who also hid under their beds from bullies.
“I don’t know how he’s not in an institution somewhere, whether it’s jail or a nuthouse,” Kelly vented about Trump. “But he’s a seriously sick guy. I never heard him saying anything that wasn’t a lie.”
If you saw me on television in October 2020 on the campaign trail, there’s a good chance I was lightly inebriated. Once or twice, close to drunk.
We are witnessing what appears to be the largest spike in threats to U.S. public servants in modern history.
The number was shocking because—for the first time in my career—the volume of domestic terrorism cases was roughly equal to foreign terrorism cases.
Over 50 percent of self-described “strong Republicans” reported believing that civil war was “likely” in the next ten years in the United States,
had followed through on my plans to pledge almost all the royalties from A Warning to charity, and in weaker moments, I wondered whether I should have forfeited the potential of a million-dollar payday.
March 1954, Puerto Rican nationalists had stormed the House and opened fire in the worst terrorist attack in its history, up to that point. Lawmakers were wounded in the shooting.
Ranked-choice voting is a tool to give voters more say in who their elected representatives are. And it’s steadily gaining popularity nationwide.
I concluded that in politics, as in life, the real struggle is not us-versus-them. It is us-versus-us.