I made some modest improvements to DJT as GOP-Vitruvian-Man (note the hands are sized more appropriately).

Because he really has become their standard. Their trademark. Their brand.

And if you wonder how a gelatinous, sagging blob like that could become the living symbol of a major political party…

It’s been a generation since Ronaldus Magnus, as Rosalynn Carter said, “made us comfortable with our prejudices,” but just as important, he made the media comfortable with style over substance.

His rhetoric, which regularly included snide and condescending insults, bore little resemblance to reality, but hey, he was Teflon Ron. The Great Communicator.

And now the generation raised on a media diet of junk food, sugar highs, and empty calories has grown up.

No wonder they’re all in with Trump. Their idea of politics is a mix of reality television and professional wrestling. DJT is their version of hyping the next big main event crossed with Snap Into A Slim-Jim.

And, of course, her emails…

Hope that was worth four years, and now two months of full-on tantrums…the kind of tantrums children get when they’re deprived of their favorite toy or snack.