Popcorn time

 I have been reading W. Bruce Lincoln's Red Victory, a history of the Russian Civil War (1918-1920) -- yeah, it's a non-stop roller coaster here at the Sky -- and I've come to two conclusions:  The Cheka could have given the Gestapo lessons in sadism, and the Whites had a serious chance of winning if they hadn't fought endlessly among themselves.

American political parties have always seethed with disagreement, usually beneath the surface, which is a good thing because otherwise they'd be Lenin's Bolsheviks.  "Democrats In Disarray" has become an ironic meme because they aren't shy about airing their grievances.  This time, though, it's the Republicans who resemble a circular firing squad, with the Lincoln Project leading the way.  

But I wasn't prepared to find Lou Dobbs calling for the defeat of Lindsey Graham.  No one has worked harder to ram through the Amy Comey -- sorry, Coney Barrett nomination that half the country opposes.  No one has so abased himself before the Trump agenda, despite Trump having called him "one of the dumbest human beings I've ever seen."  Yeah, but what have you done for him lately?  Dobbs is angry about Graham's "inert response to these pressing issues of our day."  Which pressing issues?  The pandemic, the economy, the environment, the systemic racism and police violence, the Russian election interference?  Don't be absurd.  Graham has refused to hold hearings into "Obamagate," the batshit conspiracy that even Barr's tame prosecutor couldn't find.  He won't ferret out the "liberal bias" of Facebook and Twitter.   He's a lap dog, not a rabid pit bull, so Dobbs would prefer to see him replaced with Jaime Harrison.  Hey, me too!   And even if Trump and Dobbs treat him the way Bill Sikes treated Bullseye, he'll keep fawning and whining and coming back for more, like Romney, Sasse, Murkowski, Collins, Hogan, Baker, Kasich and the rest.  Even when Trump starts calling him "Liddle Lindsey," his ultimate put-down, and making fun of his Sessions-like accent.  And he will.

Not surprisingly, Trump told a bunch of donors at a share-the-virus event in Nashville that Republicans will take back the House but may lose the Senate.  He's not completely delusional, but of course he takes no responsibility:  "There are a couple senators I just can't get involved in...You lose your soul if you do.  I can't help some of them.  I don't want to help some of them."  No Democrat, however deep in disarray, would say that out loud.  Do not think about Trump's soul.  Just don't.

Barack Obama continues to be a draw, wowing crowds with zingers like, "If you're too scared of Lesley Stahl and Sixty Minutes, you're not that tough."  Too true.  Lesley Stahl, Kristen Welker, Savannah Guthrie -- nobody would confuse them with Oriana Falacci or Martha Gellhorn.  They were hired (by men) because they're pretty and unthreatening.  Weak, stupid bullies make them appear formidable, like Katie Turek ambushing Sarah Palin by asking what magazines she read.  Vicious. 

Some Trumpanzees showed up and made noise at Joe Biden's drive-in rally in Pennsylvania but he was unruffled, promising to "work as hard for those who don't support me as for those who do, including those chumps at the microphone out there.  Look, that's the job of a president, the duty to care for everyone."  Peace, it's going to be wonderful.  So much boredom we won't be able to stand it.