Americans share a trait, which amounts to a moral value: We don't like a gang of bullies jumping a smaller person and beating the shit out of him. We demand a fair fight, not a two-on-one, not a planned assault on a friend and hero. That's what we saw yesterday on live TV -- as un-American a display of bad faith and bullying as we're likely to witness, at least until the next time Donald Jackoff Trump needs to act tough (with the emphasis on acting).
It was abhorent. It revealed character more efficiently than all his years of ubiquity on TV -- an ugly character, a deceptive character, a vassal of the Russian, a betrayer of democracy.
J.D. Vance, playing Grover Dill to Trump's Scut Farkus, got to throw the first punch -- why haven't you thanked Trump enough? -- and played like a schoolyard brat for the approval of his muscle-man.
Apparently, those two felt powerful in the moment. POW-er-FUL. Playing for the bleachers. Strong men doing decisive things, and doing it as loudly and as publicly as possible, to send a message: "Russia, Be Pleased."
The darkest day so far in the 2nd month of the 2nd term of Donald Trump.


