Excuse me, but if I get another text message from Mitch McConnell, asking for money…”Mitch” or “Hey, it’s Mitch…” (I did meet the guy once, about ten years ago, but doubt he remembers)—I seem to get one roughly every five minutes and one came ten seconds after midnight to welcome 2021—telling me things were desperate for the GOP and if I didn’t donate another fifty bucks to be replicated at 5X, of course, or is it 7x, all will be lost, because I’m an “important patriot” for whom a “critical deadline” was “extended” (who writes these things?), I will leave the Republican Party forever and register independent. Or maybe move to New Zealand. Okay, I’m exaggerating—but not a lot. Frankly, these endless messages and emails are nauseating, especially when emanating (supposedly) from the majority leader of the U.S. Senate who seems to be, more accurately is, deliberately or not, so …