I was so naive once upon a time.

Yes, I used to think John King, while not exactly the cat’s pajamas of journalists, was interested in…oh, let’s go with “reality.” Not so much “truth,” really, no, that would be too much to ask in the world in which we now watch our pundits let the flat-earthers have their say without comment, “There you have it, folks! How about that for some great yelling and screaming!”

This was the saddest excuse for journalism I’ve seen in at least 15 minutes, which is all the time J.K. should still be on the air after that blow job of President Dick.