I’m physically sick with worry about what may happen 12 days hence. James Carville has noted that just before close elections things tend to break one way or another, and right now…dear God I can’t even think it, much less say it.

I’ve suffered nightmares in which I’m about to be executed…two or three minutes before being led up the wooden steps of the gallows or tied to a Paths of Glory firing-squad post, and the burning, churning stomach acid sensations have been so intense and convulsive that I’ve awoken in a cold panic, Jimmy Stewart in Vertigo-style.

That’s what I’m feeling now except I’m wide awake, and God help us all. I’m Mia Farrow’s Rosemary Woodhouse, tied buck naked to a four-poster with Satan approaching….”this isn’t a dream…this is really happening!”

Tens of thousands of registered nihilists are telling pollsters that they believe that slapping down the extreme left (a goal I completely sympathize with) is more important than preserving a semblance of order, decency and democracy…

These under-educated, rural-or-suburban heartland psychos apparently believe that a Trumpocalypse, an authoritarian, Hitlerian revenge scenario…a threatened state of siege orchestrated by a clearly declining 78 year-old, foam-at-the-mouth criminal sociopath…is preferable to handing the reins of power to a decent, sensible humanist normie who may underwhelm due to her regulated mediocrity but then again she might not…who knows?

I’ve been trusting all along that fundamental decency would prevail in the end. Now I don’t know.

What kind of sick, reality-denying animals believe that bringing Trump back would be a good thing? I feel like I’m barricaded inside that house in Night of the Living Dead and that zombie Trumpies, naked and growling, are pounding on the doors.

Then again Kamala Harris has mostly done this to herself.

All she had to do was renounce the progressive crazies and pledge herself to sensible, constructive, classic liberalism, and she didn’t have the stones to do that…she didn’t even have the minimal courage to say that white males needn’t be a problem and that healthy masculinity can and should be a vital cultural ingredient…she couldn’t even admit that woke insanity is a thing, which it has been, of course, since ‘18 or thereabouts…

Dear God, I’ve never been this scared in my life.

Would it do any good if General John Kelly, Donald Trump’s longest serving chief of staff, were to hold a press conference and repeat everything he said on the record to The Atlantic Jeffrey Goldberg and the N.Y. Times? If doing so would move the needle even slightly, he should do this immediately. The cause of decency demands it.

Jill Stein could come to her senses, but of course, being who and what she is, that’s not an option.