For those of us who have never forgotten, it seems like that every day.
I still dream of the both of them someday wearing matching orange jumpsuits and forever known as a disgrace to the highest office in the land.
And I hope her glasses break.
And, if by some freak occurrence the entire left wing were to perish somehow, there would be no respite as their trained seals would instantly take over.
This situation is like the hunter [us] versus a wounded Cape Buffalo. Only his death, or ours will end the fight forever. There will be no other way, without their total defeat, this will go on until they kill all of us. /Ramble