In his diary entry from 8 January 1914, Franz Kafka writes: What have I in common with Jews? I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe […] [T]his corner could also, tragically, describe the place where Kafka feels he should position himself, painting himself into a corner, into a dead end, where nothing but bare life stripped of all existential substance and support can subsist.

And loud as brawns wer [they] snoring,

Pro-Trump political influencers have spent years building a well-oiled media machine that swarms around every major news story, creating a torrent of viral commentary that reliably drowns out both the mainstream media and the liberal opposition.

Where, you cried in the name of Wonder, have you been able to gather together such an old fashioned Bundlement of Scientific Balderdash?