Liberals and the Democratic Party never know when to stop. Going too far with their complaints has been the folly that exposes their concerns as fever dreams. Opportunistic outrage is their drug, and like all addictions it takes over and ruins everything for them.
The last week featured two monumental liberal benders, both about their favorite destroyer of universes, President Trump. The Democrats don’t even take their time any more to work themselves into a frenzy; they start with foam at the mouth, which doesn’t exactly engender confidence and trust.
Trump Derangement Fever Dream One is brought to us by FBI agent and anti-Trump texter Peter Strzok. His bizarre public testimony was infused with a strangely hyper-smug arrogance.
As he was questioned about text messages to his lover, former FBI lawyer Lisa Page, which were rife with hate for Mr. Trump, and discussed interfering with and “stopping” his election as president, this deputy assistant director of the FBI’s Counterintelligence Division’s testimony to Congress was troubling. It was punctuated with bouncing and swaying in his chair, mugging at the committee, smirking and strange smiles that some compared to Jack Nicholson’s character in the horror film, “The Shining.”
Some thought it disturbed; it was at least the sort of performance you get from a juvenile delinquent who has never faced any consequences for his actions. One had to imagine the foam on his chin, but it was there.
The second Trump Derangement Fever Dream arrived right on time and delivered the usual and predictable outrage of all outrages. It also, interestingly enough, took the Strzok testimony shock off the front pages. The reaction to President Trump’s press conference with Russian President Vladimir Putin transcended from regular perpetual outrage to outrage porn.