This has been an emotional afternoon for me. America Needs Pennsylvania made me weep and lightened my wallet by $200; then LPTV's Commander-in-Chief ad, then Demi Lavato's Billboard performance; the New York Times editorial; the notice from my bank.
So below is my third posting this afternoon of some version or another of Ms. Lavato's wail. I think I like this one best but I can't listen to it anymore. She sings the words "commander in chief" in a haunted, shouted hush that makes me shudder. They bore deep and I can't get them out. At the end she's cry-singing and I'm all dried up.
What if, seeing the handwriting on the wall, the Disgustings assassinate Joe Biden? Pshaw! Pshaw all you want, the feds foiled plots to assassinate HRC on the way to her inauguration. Lincoln had to enter Baltimore in disguise to foil an assassin. It only takes one and the Disgustings have more than one. If the feds miss one, like Giuseppe Zangara, like Oswald, like Sirhan Sirhan, like James Earl Ray, like Arthur Bremer, like John Hinkley there would be preternatural Chaos. If voters in minority precincts are strong-armed or delayed or--admit it, there could be a mass shooting at an inner city precinct, it's foreseeable that we would have civil war in the streets.
It's the most fraught time since the immediate aftermath of Islam's attacks on 9/11. So yes, "Trump's reelection campaign is the greatest threat to democracy in America since the Japanese and Nazis declared war on the U.S."