I can see it now: when it’s all truly over (which could be days or weeks from now), what will we rant, complain and protest about? The Progressives have been in our sights for so long that I can’t even imagine a day of not targeting them for their lies and misrepresentations. Every day my husband has rolled his eyes and clucked his tongue about their deceptions, their commitment to deceive the populace. Their hatefulness has been legion, destroying any hope for balance or fairness. I’ve been steeling myself for months to protect myself from their onslaughts and greed. Their determination to take out Donald Trump (perhaps in more ways than one) is despicable and disgusting.
But I’m worn out.

The weekend was filled with harrowing images from Kabul. Taliban soldiers executing Afghan allies, helicopters evacuating US embassy staff, the Kabul Airport overrun by desperate locals trying to escape, refugees falling to their death from wheel-wells of C-17s.