My prediction: James Comey’s testimony will mean NOTHING. Actually, less than nothing.
Less than nothing to the Republican Congress and nothing to every one of Trump’s supporters.
Looking for some sort of salvation through stultifying and stilted testimony (with big words that Trump and his followers can’t even understand) in front of Congress (which, by the way, is controlled by the Republicans) is like sending out Donny Osmond to win “Rapper of the Year.”
I confess my “make a wish” moment is to have a spelling bee somewhere in middle America and make the winning word “emoluments.” Continue reading “Get Dirty”