…may now politically die by them.
And how tragic, if that ends up being the case. Come, I will conceal nothing from you: this Twila Barnes individual comes across as having a chip on her shoulder, her nose out of joint, sore elbows from all the jabbing that she does with them, a permanent restless tremor in her knee, and… :snapping fingers: a perfectly toned spleen from all the exercise Barnes gives it! Betcha thought I couldn’t come up with another body-themed descriptor there, huh?
Anyway. I cannot say that I particularly approve of the way that Ms. Barnes is having what is essentially a snit-fit on the topic of Elizabeth Warren’s “questionable” Cherokee status; but then I don’t really care all that much, either. I’m not quite at the rooting-for-injuries level, but I can see it from here.