What was Hershey building in his workshop? A time machine, of course. He must fashion himself to be the canine equivalent of Dr. Who. And who knows where he'll travel!
He is relentless, cruel, and without a soul. He is a malignancy, a carbuncle, a malformed lump on the body politic, a sinister, hissing Trump-whisperer, a villain.
Journalists are reporting on the constant chaos, but they are not featuring the Congresspeople who are speaking up. Here are a few; there are many more.