It has been interesting, this week, to say the least, listening to the bleating menagerie on the left, that barnyard clutter of liberals, progressives, socialists, and outright communists the Democratic Party has finally mutated into after decades of public denial, prescribing dictates they want promulgated—this time about illegally ending private gun ownership—which they are personally too chicken-livered to enforce themselves, just as they are perfectly happy to have someone else commit the ugly crimes they carefully arrange to inspire them.

I would deeply enjoy it if Hillary Clinton, who has more balls than the rest of the Democratic field put together, strapped on the Kevlar, covered that face with a mask, and showed up on my doorstep to try to steal my weapons. Each and every one of us owes the Woman-with-One-Eyebrow a moral debt: simply by existing, she reminds us that we all spend a lot more time in life being ugly than being pretty.

But Hillary is not the only example of what has to be the most cynically assembled collection of genetic and psychological kluges ever foisted off on that seething mass of embarrassing gullibility that now comprises the great American electorate and probably always did. @Chris Matthews: that thrill you feel going down your leg is psychic precognition—it' s people in the future pissing on your grave.