Bad Moon Rising

We are living in interesting times, to say the least.

The person who is the presumptive Republican nominee for president is the one who was likely number seventeen out of seventeen preferred by Republicans when this presidential campaign began. Trump’s announcement of last June seemed like comedy, thoroughly unserious. Within a few weeks, it became clear that at least Trump was serious about running, even though the brightest minds of punditry gave him zero chance of remaining in the race, let alone winding up as the nominee. Many of the highest-paid analysts in the business are eating lots and lots of crow. No one knows at this point whether or not the pundits who have proclaimed him unelectable and that Clinton will win in a landslide will choke on all that crow. But the prospect of either Clinton or Trump in the White House is chilling. The Constitution means little or nothing to either of them.