That is the title of this week’s column. I’ve reread it a couple times. It comes close to expressing my thoughts today about Trump, his cultists and Pete Stauber our Congressional eunuch. You will have to wait till the end of the week to read it. I don’t want to steal the Duluth Reader’s thunder by scooping them. As a hint to you it will likely contain this photograph from the work of the famed Civil War photographer Mathew Brady.