Quick take: The Hutchinson testimony

 Did you laugh during the description of Trump trying to grab the steering wheel, and then trying to grab the Secret Service agent?  I did.  I mean, I suppose it says something about how deeply Trump degraded the country that we laugh instead of cry about such things, but here we are.  So two questions:  was it surprising, and will it change anything?  Do I have to dignify either question with an answer?  No, no (and no).  Look, a few years ago, there was a grand convention, attended by all the shithouse rats in all the land.  The most eminent of all the shithouse rats, senior and respected, and bonkers and covered in feces, gave a moving and eloquent speech in which he convinced his fellow rodents that they needed to get their shit and their houses together, for one reason:  Donald J. Trump.  For, if they did not get both in order, they would forever be associated with the plate-throwing, Secret Service agent and steering wheel-grabbing (better or worse than a pussy?) game show host masquerading as a businessman, masquerading as a president.  So, King Rat convinced the rodentia in attendance to go to mindfulness meditation retreats, learn the importance of gratitude and forgiveness, understand that resentment, not money is the true root of evil, and find peace.

So you see, you should never compare Donald J. Trump to a shithouse rat.  They are quite zen now.  Bodhisattvas and gurus, from whom we can all learn the value of acceptance.  They kindly ask that you stop comparing them to Donald Trump, yet if you continue, they will accept that too, and they forgive you, for if they could not, that way lies Trumpism.  They have found a better path.

I say, let us all follow the shithouse rats.