Phred Phrom Phoenix.

When he called Mexicans rapists, Republicans moved the line. When he mocked a disabled reporter, they moved the line. When he demeaned John McCain for being a POW and insulted a Gold Star family, they moved the line. When he bragged about grabbing women by the pussy, they moved the line. When he extorted Ukraine, shut down the government to pay for the wall MEXICO was supposed to pay for, took his daddy Vladdy’s side over our own intelligence agencies, said Nazis were “very fine people,” and said he “fell in love” with Kim Jong Un, they moved the line. When he bungled a pandemic, asked about injecting disinfectants, and golfed while thousands of Americans were dying a day, they moved the line. When he refused to accept the results of the election, plotted a coup, and incited an attack against our Capitol, they moved the line. When his gilded golf motel was searched by the FBI because he had our national security secrets in his f’ng bathroom, they moved the line. When he was indicted the first time, they moved the line. Then they moved it again for the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th times. When he was found liable of sexual abuse—which the judge said could be referred to as rape—they moved the line. Then they moved it again when he was found liable of business fraud. When a jury of his peers reached unanimous agreement that he was guilty on 34 felony counts, they moved the line. When he pardoned every single perpetrator of the deadly attack on our Capitol—on THEM—they moved the line. When he deployed OUR Marines on OUR soil against OUR citizens, they moved the line. When he rolled out a literal red carpet on our soil for a murderous despotic adversary who would like nothing more than to see our democracy burn, they moved the line. When we learned his own attorney general said his name was in the Epstein files—the very files he once campaigned on releasing but now keeps hidden—they moved the line. When he sent his criminal defense lawyer to cut an immunity deal with a convicted child sex trafficker, they moved the line. When he relocated that same sex offender to a bougie club-fed, despite a 20-year sentence that should have kept her locked down, they moved the line. And now that a smutty birthday doodle and a jumbo check for the purchase of a HUMAN BEING—both with his signature—have been subpoenaed by Congress and handed over by the Epstein estate, what are they doing? They’re moving the goddamn line. There isn’t a thing he could ever do that they won’t accommodate. Nothing. He could set fire to the Declaration of Independence while Boerberting Putin and shouting “Death to America” on TikTok Live, and they’d pretzel themselves into whatever shape was needed to insist it wasn’t crossing a line. Because they’re cowards. Craven, cuckholding cowards. And for them, when it comes to Trump, there is no fucking line