What Fresh Hell?

I can’t keep up.

The luckiest man on earth is on a real run. In the space of a couple of weeks, his opponent self-destructed in their debate, the Supreme Court gave him a get-out-of-jail-free card and de facto permission to be a dictator (that wasn’t luck, though: he and his party carefully engineered it), and a deranged shooter who was a registered Republican gifted him the chance to act like a martyr. Oh yeah, and two days later a federal judge who lives in his coat pocket capped two years of slow-walking by throwing out a near-slam dunk case against him for stealing nuclear secrets from the US government, freeing him — temporarily at least — from the threat of prison — in that case, at least — and allowing him to (falsely) claim exoneration. And all of it in the run-up to the live informercial that is the GOP convention.

For those who are still wondering, there is no God.

Any one of these things would have been huge news, even if spread out over several months. Instead we got everything everywhere all at once. The United States is going down a fascist rabbit hole, and fast. And while dumb luck has played a role, so has our failure to reckon with this threat. We have no one to blame but ourselves.

Biden’s apparent refusal to step aside (he might yet!), combined with that run of outrageous and undeserved good luck, has left many…