ACE OF SPADES HQ, IN THE INTRODUCTION TO THIS POST HAS ONE OF THE MOST HAUNTING AND ACCURATE METAPHORS FOR OUR PRESENT SITUATION:

Good morning, kids. I’ve got an image stuck in my head this morning and I can’t seem to shake it. It’s from the final scene of Alfred Hitchcock’s wartime thriller Saboteur where the heavy, played by Norman Lloyd is dangling from Lady Liberty’s torch as the hero, Bob Cummings, strains to hold on to his sleeve, desperately trying to save the guy he’s chased for the entire picture who framed him for treasonous sabotage. And then Hitch cuts to a close up of Lloyd’s shoulder where, one by one, the stitches on his jacket sleeve start popping loose…

Everything about that entire scene combines into a metaphor that perfectly encapsulates where the Democrat Party and even more frighteningly the nation as a whole is at this moment in time. We’re coming apart at the seams. The better angels of our nature are desperate to cling to something, anything in our political enemies that will pull them back from the brink, knowing full well that if the situation were reversed, they’d be doing what Martin Landau did to Cary Grant as he dangled from a precipice atop Mount Rushmore in North By Northwest: grind his heel into Grant’s hand.

Beyond any shadow of a doubt (no pun), the Democrat Party has gone from being merely a political enemy and morphed into a mortal enemy not just of the GOP and conservatives, but of the nation as founded, its distinct culture, traditions, heritage and its people.