Raging Roybot

Their recollections of Cohn’s adolescence—the “Boy Rasputin” as he was once called—reveal a portrait of an intensely coddled child.

Whatever unfolds, this is such a Roy Cohn moment.  Absolute recklessness.  Catalyst to the otherwise long, messy end of empire.  Remarkably simple playbook:  just be absolutely mad.  The spectacle alone fascinates countless and then distracts them into immobility .

Heard a woman on news report the other day desperately whimper that she and others knew what kind of person they sent to Washington, but they sent him there, and this needs to be respected.  It was always about them, and their selected delegate was always a bit dangerous, but now things are closer to completely falling off the rails. It’s always too late and too sad to untangle the mistake in the hopeful intentions.  But this is what relentless, deliberate madness does to people: it captures their dreams only to savage them.