This afternoon, to hear John tell it, one would believe that the wearing of a hoodie inside the chambers of the Capitol, alone… is the sole cause of the decline of… Rome. Or… something.

Perhaps realizing (by the middle of his first paragraph, that his supposed “point” is… foolish, and sad), Johnnie lards on that there have been some intemperate Tweets. Not on the floor — just… Tweets (after hours, DC time).

Oh. The. Humanities!

Funny, though — when Margrie Taylor Green screeched “Liar!” — in wild whyte ape fashion, during the state of the union, or when Boebert called Rep. Ilhan Omar a “terrorist” on the floor of the House… or when Santos falsely said he was Jew-ish (when he plainly… is not) on the floor and began trying supposedly Hebrew impersonations (in heavily Jewish Babylon, Long Island), for / on fund-raising calls… John uttered not a peep — didn’t make a sound.

Nope, not a… peep — but let one Democratic member wear a hoodie, or refer to “hogs”… about no one in particular… and Hinderaker falls as limp as last week’s daisies — onto his fainting couch.

How very… precious.

Out.

However you need to do it there, son — do take a seat, John.

Your… a$$ is showin’.