That’s the word from the K-Man, writing in the National Review. See, it doesn’t matter that our chief executive, the heir to Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, Franklin Roosevelt, and (I guess) Ronald Reagan, is an ignorant, unscrupulous, vengeful sociopath, a Huey Long with an outer-borough accent. We have two whole other branches of government as well. And states!
Well, we do, fortunately. But it would be nice to have a chief executive who wasn’t an ignorant, unscrupulous, vengeful sociopath, with or without an outer-borough accent.
Afterwords
Naturally, Charlie has to throw in a few cracks at the lamestream media, which, he says, is the opposition party, just like Donnie said. “Nonetheless, if you take the view from 30,000 feet, better this than a press acquiescing on bended knee, where it spent most of the Obama years in a slavish, Pravda-like thrall.”
Like all conservatives—all of the stupid ones, anyway—when Charlie says “the press”, he means “the New York Times.” Because he’s stupid.
