Sorry, guys. It's not going to end well. You can already read the writing on the wall, and it says, "Third party." Remember when your party was leading a righteous battle to eradicate slavery and keep the nation whole? Remember when your party was all about anti-trust legislation and preserving our national forests? These days you exist so that a handful of superrich white men can continue to run the nation's affairs from a couple of ranches in Wyoming and a cluster of corner offices on Wall Street. You've come a long way, baby.
Not that it's my job or anything, but I don't see a way out. If you were Batman and Robin, the Joker is right there in the shark tank room with you so that if you try anything clever he'll just push you in. You won't be able to hide the millions of defecting voters in the Cayman Islands. There is no Trump University course in getting out of this one. To put it mildly, you're sunk. Checkmate. Congratulations. It couldn't happen to a nicer party.
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