Who is @realDonaldTrump consulting on foreign policy? Trump: I'm speaking with myself, I have a very good brain https://t.co/4YC15EqNgi— Morning Joe (@Morning_Joe) March 16, 2016
Yes, Republicans, you really did just put an abnormal brain into a --
-- seven and a half foot long, fifty-four inch wide electoral gorilla.
Around the internets, the scalding light of buyer's remorse seems to be slowly seeping into the deep underground bunkers where the Reasonable Republicans hang out. From someone named Steven Skeldon at HuffPo:
This Is Not My Republican PartyAn Open Letter to AmericaMy fellow Americans,As a Republican, I'm sorry. We have failed you, as a party, and as individuals.We didn't see this coming, and we absolutely should have. We should have been able to see what the instigators of frustration and outrage were fomenting within our base. We should have understood the implications of the last eight years, the rise of the Tea Party, and that its foundational frustration and obstinacy towards progress would lead to a monster of our own creation. We didn't, and now it's here.But please believe me when I tell you that it is not what we stand for as a party, no matter how it may seem on the surface. This is not what I was raised to be a part of, and it embarrasses me to see what our public face has become today.The Republican Party I know and belong to is not xenophobic...
An Open Letter to Steven Skeldon,
The Republican Party you know and belong to has only ever existed in the Whig masturbatory fantasies of Very Important Conservative Public Intellectuals like David Brooks, so unless you can lay your hands on a fucking time machine, at this late date I am not interested in your fucking apologies.
But don't worry your little, Republican head excessively, because we Liberals will clean up your mess.
And we will be relentlessly slandered and ignored while we do it.
However if you would like to make things square between us, you can do us one small favor. Would you and everyone like you please, once and for all, shut the fuck up and go away. And whether that means simply putting down your keyboard and staying out the the adult's way while we try to fix what you destroyed or loading up the pockets of your Bush/Cheney '04 team jacket with stones and taking a Virginia Woolf stroll into the sea, I could not care less.