'A proctological exam of the highest order': Trump investigations really may be different this time

If you’re like me, you were continually frustrated by Donald Trump’s baffling ability to avoid real consequences for his serial perfidy over the past four (erm, 74) years, and you responded to this outrage by curling up into the fetal position, crawling into a giant bag of Kirkland Signature Rice Crackers, and treating it like some sort of artificial space placenta. If you’re not like me, you still probably hated all that unpunished lawbreaking. 

But now that the former guy is, well, former, it’s time for him to pay the piper. But you’ll forgive me if my cynicism over the rich and powerful continually facing less severe scrutiny than a poor Black kid caught with half a joint has gotten the better of me. After all, Trump conditioned us for years to believe justice was out to lunch.

But now, with the help of the indefatigable David Fahrenthold, et al., I’m sensing at least a glimmer of hope.