Well, how about that? Maybe the: Worst. Acceptance. Speech. Ever. But here we are. One hundred days to go. More thoughts on that tomorrow. For now, enjoy the amazing spectacle of a plausible Democratic convention marred only by the pathetic speech of . . . their nominee. And once again, the ascent of a Clinton is marked with the wreckage of people ruined along the way—I’m looking at you, Debbie Blabbermouth Schultz.
And finally. . .