The impeachment decision in the Senate is foregone because the Republicans there have joined Trump's suicide cult.
Rick Wilson is the author of Everything Trump Touches Dies: A Republican Strategist Gets Real About the Worst President Ever. He is a national Republican political strategist and media consultant based in Florida who has produced television for governors, U.S. Senate candidates, super PACS, and corporations. He’s on Twitter at @therickwilson.
Once the party stood for strength. Now, it’s the GOP mocking the testimony of a decorated military officer. Now, it’s the GOP in bed with the darkest forces in the world.
Wednesday’s impeachment hearing was a contest of gravitas that the skells, sycophants, and dead-end goons on the committee were bound to lose—and did.
Trump proved this week that big rallies, big talk, and bad campaigns are a recipe for electoral disaster, and alienated suburban voters are a dagger in the heart of the GOP.
You’ll never admit it, and no one in your orbit will tell you, but you’re in the s**t, and it’s getting deeper and more pungent by the hour.
The morons in the House ‘led’ by Kevin McCarthy are storming the SCIF, but Mitch McConnell and Senate Republicans have had about enough of this noise.
The humiliations mount, and you can hear the laughter from Pyongyang to Ankara to Tehran. Trump isn’t their boss. He’s their bitch.
Trump broke something in them, something deep and fundamental. He numbed not only their prior commitment to conservative principles but even their very instinct for survival.
That press conference was terrifying. And congressional Republicans should be more afraid than anyone. Trump’s going down and taking them with him.
Battle on and for TV, ignore the old rules, expect the worst from Republicans, cause pain, and let the pros work.