In the early 'eighties I subscribed to The New Republic. But in those days it hadn't yet become the politically crapulous rag it is now. Try to wrap your head around this load of garbage:
There is much to say about these 100 days. The odor of fascism is unmistakable—and entirely intentional. The bullying of universities and law firms . . . the purposeful lawlessness of so many actions, designed to force showdown after showdown at what Trump assumes will be a pliant Supreme Court; the daily inversion of reality peddled by Karoline Leavitt, Cabinet officials, and not least Trump himself.
Refutation would be easy enough. But this stuff is beneath refutation. You don't refute lunatics or engage them in conversation.
We have a war on our hands, friends, and you'd better man and woman up. Especially you young people who can expect to be around for a while.
How much of this vitriolic filth is TDS and how much willfully perverse self-enstupidation? How could anyone in his right mind fail to see the good that Trump has done in a scant 100 days?
You are well-advised to invest in precious metals in the broad sense of the term. Our political enemies are just that, enemies: there can be no peace with them. I now seriously question whether we should remain polite in our dealings with them.
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