Baffled by our nation’s political system? Disgusted by the coverage provided by bow-swallow-and-praise White House correspondents?

Fear not, Atticus is on the trail with roving reporter JY Sexton covering the ’16 presidential campaign, primaries, and election in a style quite unlike mainstream media. Anticipate a series of BS-detecting, all balls-out dispatches that will make you laugh heartily, cringe painfully, and think seriously about your choice of candidate.

Lower your flag to half-mast, renew your passport–and be sure to follow the madness of covering madness in these mad, mad times right here at the Review and on Twitter: @AtticusPolitics.

Atticus On The Trail
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Complacency Will Never Be An Option Again

Complacency Will Never Be An Option Again

A bonafide fascist is the president-elect and there are very real consequences looming. The Supreme Court could be altered for a generation. A global war that threatens civilization and demands a careful touch rages daily. And, I say this without hyperbole, the progress we’ve made in securing the rights of men and women of every race, sexual orientation, and socioeconomic status is now in danger of being negated. We are entering one of the most pivotal eras in American history, and we cannot afford to sit this one out.

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The Dead and The Dying From The First Presidential Debate

The Dead and The Dying From The First Presidential Debate

Is that what we were so afraid of? This bloated bully incapable of stringing together so much as a single coherent thought was the monster we’ve all feared? By the end of Monday night’s festivities, it was more than apparent that two people were standing on the stage at Hofstra University and only one of them was up to the job of President of the United States.

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The Dead and The Dying In Jacksonville

The Dead and The Dying In Jacksonville

JACKSONVILLE, FLORIDA – The talk all day had been whether Donald Trump could get his shit together and stage something resembling an actual campaign for the Presidency of the United States of America. Rumors swirled that GOP officials were looking into any means necessary to steal the nomination from him while top party officials and Trump confidants were planning an intervention of sorts. Newton Leroy Gingrich, longtime Trump sycophant and certified space cadet, had even gone on the record saying Trump was coloring himself “unacceptable,” a real treat coming from a man who has salted more earth than Sherman himself.

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The People Are Going To Rise Like The Waters Upon Your Shore: The Democratic National Convention

The People Are Going To Rise Like The Waters Upon Your Shore: The Democratic National Convention

July 25th - July 28th PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA - The mood in Franklin Delano Roosevelt Park, situated just outside the Wells Fargo Center, was decidedly laid back. Just behind the ball diamond a roadie checked equipment on a makeshift stage while people lounged...

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When The Devil’s At Your Door: The Republican National Convention

When The Devil’s At Your Door: The Republican National Convention

I’d been covering an argument between a man wearing a shirt that said YOU WHORE and everybody in the world, sweating and feeling terrible about pretty much everything. The fights had devolved to the lowest common denominator. Ignorance and ad hominem attacks. I peeled away feeling sullied and dirtied. I was mulling over whether people had a point when they said the system was beyond saving, that Trump represented a deep and buried psychological defect in the species, when a sound erupted, earning the attention of everyone in the vicinity.

Some ducked.

Some ran for cover.

I hustled across the street, listening to a nearby officer say into his walkie-talkie that he’d heard a gunshot.

A rush of people toward the sound, some with guns and some with cameras.

When we got there we found a car with a blown tire. The driver outside smoking a cigarette while police worked the crowd and replaced the tire. Inside the car, in the passenger seat, a smiling man displayed his photo ID to journalists asking how to spell his name. The job was done and the driver returned to the wheel and drove off into afternoon traffic. The crowd cheered the police who shook hands and got back to work.

Let it be known: the assembled law enforcement in Cleveland, Ohio are the only ones walking out of this mess with any credit. Ugly and disgusting were nearly every other facet at play. The people antagonizing and harassing one another, the media gladly lapping it up, the Republican Party reveling in the slop their organization has become. The police were quick, well trained, and saved these people from themselves.