Row, row, row your boat.... gently down the stream.... Merrily, Mer.... Hey....! I don't see the river any m.... FwooosshhhH!!!
The story's been told that long ago they became so consumed with bitterness and blinded by hatred for a cowboy from Texas who became President---when they thought they were the ones entitled to hold all the power---that they became eaten up with envy and obsessed with destroying him before he could get any credit for all the brave and good things he had done for his people and the world.
So they spent all their days calling him every bad name they could think of and accusing him of vile and heinous things---hoping everyone would believe and follow them instead of that plain-spoken fella from a ranch in Crawford. The bad stories they told about their nemesis got stranger and stranger.... then more and more absurd.... to the point that they had nothing left but their hatred to keep them going. They could no longer even think of any new ideas of their own....
And so it goes.... and so went the tired old do-nothing-but-carp-and-throw-stones Democrat Party.... as they lost their way and went falling into the abyss of the Bottomless Falls.
Then, a surprising thing happened. The sun shone brighter and people were nice, polite and respectful of each other, just like in the olden days....
Every now and then someone will opine what a shame it was that those Democrats were too self-interested and power starved to look outward and see the dreaded falls at the end of their off-course mainstream.
So, as we would say of anyone who met such a fate..., may they R.I.P. That is, umm..., if they can ever get past the free fall and end up somewhere.
[Hat tip to Ed Gamble for the political 'toon.]