Feel free to pass this along to any fellow travelers who were members in good standing of [Insert "You Must Be Fucking Kidding Me" Group Identity Label Here] For Trump" and ask them to pay special attention to Kaspar Gutman's warning:
That's an attitude, sir, that calls for the most delicate judgment on both sides. Because, as you know, sir, in the heat of action men are likely to forget where their best interests lie and let their emotions carry them away.
Because boy howdy did they fuck around and boy howdy are they finding out...and boy howdy didn't their collectively follies end up dragging the rest of us (and the legacy of the Enlightenment) to hell with them.
Reminder: Primaries are where you pick your favorite candidate, preferably without heaping so much "I saw my opponent consorting with the Devil behind the barn" invective on your opponent(s) that, if they win, you've succeeded in damaged them so severely that you hand the election to the opposition. This is called "Reaganing Ford".
The general election, in the other hand, is where you vote out the fascists -- enthusiastically and without bitching -- even if your primary pony ran out of the money,
