Thanks for coming by later in the day today than we've been meeting lately. I'm sure that you, like me, just wanted to linger under the warm blankets until, oh, say -- the mid-terms. I don't blame you there.
Getting up on any cold morning is tough to do: You've spent all night warming up the spot. And now, so soon after Tuesday of the Damned, seeing your breath in the room, perhaps you also feel like you're rising for your daily appointment with the firing squad.
The nightmare from Pandora's Box is this: One of these days, the bullets will be literal and real, not merely figurative and surreal. Until then, we can have us some brunch and potluck -- thanks, everyone -- up at the back. Help yourself, then take a seat, and we can get started with Group, whenever we're ready
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Anyone else been thinking about those checks-and-balances the Founders envisioned? Who is going to sign up to keep Herr Drumpfkopf in line, and all the other Berserkers in the House and Senate, and within SCOTUS, once the whack-jobs have seized all three branches of government?
I know it's a cliche, but we are seeing the definition of seizure of the asylum by the inmates here. I'm thinking a lot of mysterious checks are going to be written on the Treasury, by a lot of unbalanced people.
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