Today is not the beginning of the end. It’s not anywhere close to the end. It’s smack dab in the middle. The US Supreme Court will hear a case on disqualifying everyone’s, including many of his supporters, most detested human from running for the presidency of the United States. As we’ve gotten closer to the moment the back and forth has been backed and forthed enough to make the Veritigo episodes I’m currently experiencing seem like I’m firmly rooted and well balanced on solid ground.
For what it’s worth I don’t have a middle ground. I think the guy should be tossed out on his oversized orange keister, and that the well compromised Supreme Court should take a flyer to cover their asses in a few blankets shy of complete ignominy. Sure that might lead to violence, but I think that’s coming regardless. Just a matter of when. Call me cynical. But you’ll call me right before we get to the end.
What’s going to happen today? No one knows. That’s why this is such a fraught moment. The drama and the stakes don’t get any higher. The only problem with this drama is that no self-respecting writer would populate it with such transparently screwed up characters and motivations. Hell, even farceurs wouldn’t touch this list of characters. If you believe, as I do, that we’ve already done irreparable damage to what was the United States and all it stood for, today is the middle act of a tragedy heading to its conclusion.
I’m linking here to a good rundown of what the arguments in the court may be about today. For those interested in placing bets on the outcome here’s a link to what the oddsmakers are thinking. I’m mean if the ship of state is going down, you might as well try to make a buck or two on how long it’s going to take.
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