Jordan Peterson’s Quixotic Quest for Real Manhood

PLUS: #MondayManCrush: Adam Kinzinger

So much has happened since we last spoke! Right? Democracy in the US has mounted its wild stallion and is galloping towards the funeral pyre with an enthusiasm that even Brunnhilde couldn’t muster. To-yo-to-HO!

Turns out that, according to the mountains of hard evidence amassed by the January 6th Committee (“witch hunt” in Trump-speak) Donald was In On It From the Beginning, Wanted to Be a Dictator, and generally was A Very Bad Thing.

Well, yank out my fingernails with pliers in the White House basement, who knew?

Also, he threw plates of food at the Oval Office walls, enjoyed screaming I’M THE FUCKING PRESIDENT! and generally gave his staff a squirmy choice: repeat his lies to the American public and hate yourself for a gutless ass-wipe of a sycophant the rest of your natural life, or debunk them and be permanently ostracized, then publicly humiliated at every opportunity. Your leisure time you will spend dealing with the death threats. Fun!

At time of writing, the general consensus is that there’s enough hard evidence for any number of civil and criminal trials.

Now, we know that the wheels of justice turn slowly, and that that’s a good thing, but honestly, people. When…