That sham hearing was six hours Congress and America can't get back.

in the murder came from the defendant's gun but they don't have the gun or the bullets and to prove how the person died but they don't have a body.

Next, they file the murder charges against the defendant.

Lastly, they call in the police to see if, in fact, there had been a crime and someone actually died.

Did I get that right?

What a Shit Show

Following the orders of their twice impeached and criminally indicted "leader," they're punishing the people of this country - and for what??

We are throwing an impeachment party!

Inviting lots of people.

And hope someone brings some evidence, because it isn't much of a party without some!

A bit like throwing a neighborhood backyard pool party, hoping the attendees bring the meat and beer, because you don't have any.

And nothing but.

Republicans going around in circles . . . impeachment hearings, must be true, don't need no stinkin' evidence!

Alternative reality doesn't need facts. They are a trivial inconvenience!

And if someone bugs you enough for 'facts', just make some up.

Stir up enough outrage, and facts become inconsequential. Right, Fox?

We all live in a yellow submarine - look out the portholes, and see whatever you want . . . or something.

The veil of delusion is strong for some.
Republicans mostly, Democrats try to stay connected to reality.
Somebody has to. It's important.

On this the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the trumpet, and then unrolled the parchment scroll, and read as follows:—

“The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer day:
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
And took them quite away!”

“Consider your verdict,” the King said to the jury.

“Not yet, not yet!” the Rabbit hastily interrupted. “There’s a great deal to come before that!”

“Call the first witness,” said the King; and the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the trumpet, and called out, “First witness!”

The first witness was the Hatter. He came in with a teacup in one hand and a piece of bread-and-butter in the other. “I beg pardon, your Majesty,” he began, “for bringing these in: but I hadn’t quite finished my tea when I was sent for.”