All over Capitol Hill,
anywhere there was a TV monitor of any kind tucked into marble alcoves
or behind brass representations of long-dead American heroes, people
gathered in small knots to watch the press conference being conducted by
the man who, two weeks hence, will be able to issue killing orders from
this very city.
There was a quiver running through all the groups, as though we'd all been granted a guided tour of the Fuhrerbunker just as the Red Army was arriving three blocks down the platz.
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There was a quiver running through all the groups, as though we'd all been granted a guided tour of the Fuhrerbunker just as the Red Army was arriving three blocks down the platz.
What
was beaming in from New York was nothing less than a genuine aspiring
American dictator having what amounted to a very public tantrum. By the
way, you knew it was a bag job when you saw that El Caudillo del Mar-A-Lago
had brought in his own personal claque of hecklers and cheerleaders.
(It should be noted for the record that the "fake news" chant is merely lugenpresse for
the digital age.)
And the first thing he did on Wednesday morning was
intimate that it's the American intelligence community that is a bunch
of fascists.
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