Very well written, Bern, poetic in places, too. Best sentence: “A soft wax figure, without inspiration, prerecorded sounds coming out of his mouth, unable to achieve uprightness without props.”

I watch the entire address to Congress. The single loudest sound voiced was the grisly crackling of bone from sinew breaking under relentless pressure. The frightening contrast between one side standing, clapping, cheering, jeering repeatedly, and the other siting in motionless mad silence, small signs in hand like shields against the continual onslaught of lies, could not have been more stark or sickening to witness. It was a surreal tableau. The pretense of movement against the actuality of g…