I have been turning over in my mind a post drawing on a book I published just fifty years ago, concerning the reasons why even radicals should support Blue Dog Democrats in the November election, but the events of the past twenty-four hours have consumed my attention. I am now clued in on the complex process required when the FBI seeks a search warrant for a lawyer’s office [something I had somehow neglected to inform myself of in the preceding eighty-four years]. I keep checking the TV to find out whether Trump has done anything precipitous and dangerous. Obviously I am merely a bystander in this affair, but my sense is that we are rapidly approaching some sort of crisis. At this point, our best defense appears to be the patriotism and commitment to the rule of law of people I have been inveighing against my entire adult life. The irony is not lost on me.