I’ve been mulling this story over all day. It’s such a disgusting saga that I almost skipped it, then, it hit me that we can’t progress as a people by sweeping the dirt under the rug.
Add that to the scene of Hanoi Jane back in action, and, without an extreme act of will, I would be leaning over the rail on the back porch puking my guts out. Our country has a putrid, festering boil, and its name is Liberal. Sadly, it seems that the only effective treatment will be lancing. The future seems unusually bleak today.