This is what they're mad about?

Groupchat bombing and the imperatives of empire

IT TOOK A FEW months, but the clammy corpse of the Democratic Party is animate again. Or perhaps it’s like when you dribble soy sauce on a dead squid. The muscles twitch and give the illusion of being alive. What’s jolted them from their senescence? Not the masked snatch-teams disappearing dissidents from American streets. That barely musters a raised e…