When "Trump, the Opera" comes out there will be a chorus of castrati representing the Republican white boys, many of them paid, elected representatives, who have abandoned their souls and kowtow to Trump, singing the praises of Donald--paeans--and songs of submission and fealty.
Their sopranos are aghast at criticisms of their master. They dance frantically while wailing about fake news. Tom Cotton, Trey Gowdy, Mitch McConnell, and even Lindsey "Cracker" Graham, an unreliable witness, lead the cast. They were gelded long ago, critics observe, but this is different.
The level of degradation is just so extreme.
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