AN EXAMPLE OF REPUBLICAN LOGIC:

    A Michigan state legislator, responding to Democratic governor, Gretchen Whitmer, said on NPR: "I don't think she has a plan." I can't evaluate whether she has a good plan or not. But, she has a plan, a plan that President Trump (oh, how I hate that combination of words) and rightwing pundits, including the Michigan legislator, have continually criticized. That is their right, Trump has a plan, Republican governors have plans. Whether those plans are good PUBLIC policy or not is what we on the left criticize. What is ironic is how a republican, supporting President Trump (I'm gagging with revulsion), can envision a "plan". Maybe Governor Whitmer should hire a son-in-law to coordinate multiple departments while lacking any history of competance. Maybe she should try to profit off of any part of the pandemic response. Maybe she should deny its severity at every public event. But please, Governor Whitmer, don't drink the bleach. This seems to be Trumps plan; it is hard to find anything commendable in it. 
     Republican logic seems to be, to spray a lot of high-sounding insults into a microphone, like aerosolized saliva at a toothless convention, and hope that someone on their side, those not part of the mainstream media, doesn't question them on the accuracy of their statement. They have nothing to worry about. Republicans who question the statements of Republicans are frozen out of the conversation, only butt-kissers are allowed. Often they don't even question those on the other side. They just shit out some ad hominem insult, like the Michigan legislator above. The Republican voter will eagerly swallow their statements as if they were McDonalds hamburgers.

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