[Ed. – Be sure to tune in for Comey’s followup op-ed: ‘The five stages of horror over having a cellmate named Bubba.’]
At first, the attack is stunning and rocks your world. Waking up to find the president has tweeted that you are guilty of treason or committed assorted other crimes and are a [insert any one of this president’s epithets here] is jarring and disorienting. That’s the first stage, but it doesn’t last.
The second stage is a kind of numbness, where it doesn’t seem quite real that the so-called Leader of the Free World is assailing you by tweet and voice. It is still unsettling, but it is harder to recapture the vertigo of the first assault.
But the longer it goes on, the less it means. In the third stage, the impact diminishes, the power of it shrinks. … It feels as though a strange and slightly sad old guy is yelling at you to get off his lawn. …