You know what? Trump has a court date on November 28. He also has many other skeletons in his closet, including additional female accusers, who could easily keep him doggedly in trouble for whatever there is of his administration.
Let’s make him miserable. He’s not going to do anything anyway, he certainly can’t follow up on any of his campaign promises, and there’s going to be serious buyer’s remorse as the economy tanks. Let’s keep throwing the shit he deserves at him. Let’s never let up on how corrupt, shady and disreputable he really is. He doesn’t deserve an iota of respect, and he can stew in his own sauce the entire time he befouls the Oval Office.
Maybe he’ll be impeached, maybe not, but we’re going to make that play for Michael Moore’s Americans if we have to that they were lied to. And it won’t take much doing.