You know what happens when I feel completely vindicated?

Like when I know that I am completely right in everything and that the day has folded

seamlessly in my favor?

Do I sleep the sleep of the just?

No, I freak out.

I stay up all night, rage posting.

It must be genetic because guess who else wasn't sleeping well last night? Yeah, Donald. In fact, he was spiraling out. Between 1 and 2 a.m.,

you know, for most of us known as sleepy time, Donald was rage posting through what can only be described as a

full-blown middle of the night, sort of psychotic melt-up. Now, it's hard to say what set

him off. I mean, I personally don't have any theories as to that, but clearly he's unraveling under

pressure. Now, listen, before we get too excited, remember that this is the guy who just randomly

tweeted the non-word cafe-fe, I think, like seven years ago.

And, you know, everybody was like, oh, this is the end times.

Well, not so fast.

But there was something interesting about what happened early this

morning. Each post was a reaction. And I think it's fair to describe the responses themselves as

desperate, like totally desperate, freaking out responses to a day. I think I'm pulling my punches here. Things didn't quite go his way.

Yesterday, a federal lawsuit was filed against the five cabinet members of the Trump regime,

who used the encrypted messaging app signal to coordinate the U.S. military strikes in Yemen,

potentially violating the Federal Records Act by failing to preserve official communications,

and also violating the Espionage Act, which might be slightly more serious. Judge James

Boesberg, already presiding over the Trump regime's controversial deportation case involving the

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