They are tormenting themselves with Christmas visions of Pres Hillary triumphing through electoral faithlessness. They are painfully stuck in the denial stage of grief. They are twisting in the wind, hanging by a thread, dangling over a cliff, looking down at the fiery pit.
When their pitiful little thread breaks, they will fall into their self made delusional hell on earth where everyday smiling happy normals greet each other on the street with high fives and say, “Isn't America Great Again!”
How can they rule after the coup if none of them are left?