Back on the 16th of this month, I was anxiously awaiting the arrival of our paper and any evidence of the planned, nationwide journalistic attack that was supposed to have been waged against our president that day. The most I could see was a column they had picked up from the Times' Kathleen Parker. And it was just more of her pitiful anti-Trump tantrum. The spirit of liberal writers like her and Maureen Dowd reminds me of swearing contests I used to take part in behind my uncle's barn when I was in elementary school.