On a typical, (by Trumpian standards), Tuesday when the President of the United States was tweeting that the Junior Senator of New York was a whore, when the private White House counsel called for an independent prosecutor to investigate the on-going investigation of the independent prosecutor, when Taco Tuesday seemed to have become a thing, even at restaurants that don’t even serve tacos, a Bannon-championed, RNC-backed, Trump-endorsed piece of human garbage, who should have, nonetheless, won Alabama’s redder-than-red-Sessions-vacated Senate seat…lost.  Although not in resounding fashion, despite the more-than-likely-truthful allegations of his pursuit of and sexual impropriety with underage girls, the twice-removed-from-office, Judge Roy Moore, lost to the supremely more qualified yet considered-to-be-unelectable Democratic candidate, Doug Jones, by a margin of 1.5% of the popular vote..

Translation:  Approximately 500,000 Alabamans, primarily white and, inexplicably, many of whom were parents of girls in the tender-aged wheelhouse of Roy Moore, exercised their voting privilege in his support, while around 520,000 picked the much more competent and decent fellow.

I had been anxious all day, (all year, actually, but more so on Tuesday), expecting yet another disappointment from the nightmarish reality of America’s freefall from civility.  It was Alabama, after all.  But…the “good” people of Alabama showed up to sufficiently outnumber 500,000 pea-brained, morally bankrupt assholes who felt compelled to mark their ‘x’ for the child molester.  I think I uncharacteristically whooped when the Jones’ victory was announced.  Any ray of sunshine, right?

Now, the dark clouds are rolling back in as Congress attempts to pass its first major piece legislation of this administration.  Disguised as tax reform and promising “lower rates for all”, it is, in fact, a thinly disguised, full-frontal attack on almost everything that has ever caused the slightest rectal irritation to any Republican.  It is the blueprint for dismantling social services and safety nets that will only become more and more necessary as the gap in wealth becomes, once and for all, feudally unshrinkable.  It is conscience-free, mean and a democracy killer, and the giggles you might hear emanating from its smirking authors can only be attributed to the ticklish sensation of having mega-rich donors’ hands up their butts.

Oh yeah, and because there are also powers to be wielded by uncaring, uninformed and irresponsible cabinet secretaries that do not require representational approval, FCC Chairman, Ajit Pai, (the former Verizon exec), took a moment to deep-six Net Neutrality, which will make the wild and wooly Internet wilder, woolier and more expensive to use.  The only reason for this change by the agency tasked with protecting our communications from abuse is to allow Verizon and other service providers to legitimately abuse them to increase their profit margins from, (and I’m rounding these numbers off, of course), a plazillion to a sclagillion.

Until the pending roll-call vote, I will be holding tight to the slimmest, wispy thread of hope that two or three compassionate, clear-thinking individuals required to scuttle this travesty will somehow grow a pair, because that, along with the Alabama thing and the lowest approval rating ever, may finally get us to the “enough-is-enough” phase of the program, leading to retaliation against this interminable, political date rape.