I wish I had the Cliff Notes version of what’s going on.
I have a feeling there is a veritable bubbling rancid stew just behind the scenes, about to overboil explosively. For a mixture of weird metaphors.
Cliff notes is: POSHITUS is having to scramble his entire Cabinet to shield them from We The People and our annoying questions.
We finally have that bitch on the run but nobody on our side will take an Iron Maiden to him, instead they’re all drinking $100/bottle Kentucky Whiskey behind closed doors figuring out who gets swirled down the drain, next, so they can continue not representing We The People.