United States for Sale

Well, it gets much grimmer by the day.

James Comey was nobody's favorite. He pissed off all sides, which was the one thing that kind of held things together. Democrats were afraid of who Trump would put in if they went after Comey. Republicans were afraid of losing their party and power by pushing him out while an investigation was going on.

The one thing that American is now united on is that Donald J Trump is the most incompetent idiot the world has ever seen.

We are on a path to either the destruction of our Democratic processes, or the salvation of them. It's way too soon to see if this will play out as it did with Nixon, but make no mistake: The White House is willing to do whatever it takes to consolidate the power and ability of Trump to function on whatever whim takes him.

One thing is clear from history. The unchecked aggregation of political power by a single individual results in destruction that shakes the world. The world has been full of dictators and their slovenly sycophantic supporters.

Next up is undoubtedly the reopening of the Clinton Email and the perp walk of Hillary Clinton in handcuffs.

"Lock Her Up!, Lock Her Up!, Lock Her Up!"

We know where Der Fuehrer Trump stands. He made it clear and he tolerates no dissent, no objection to his childish demands to be the only person in the world.

Fascism is on the march. Republicans are in total political control.

We now find out if there are any people of honor and patriotism left in the Republican Party.

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