And lo, there arose among the people a man with hair unlike any before him, and he proclaimed unto the multitudes, saying, "Only I can fix it." And the people answered, "Amen, because the television said so."

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And he dwelt in a house of gold before he dwelt in the White House, and he measured all things by ratings, applause, and the size of the crowd, for these were the holy metrics.

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And he sent forth many decrees by the rising of the sun, and many posts by the setting thereof. And if a thing pleased him, it was declared the greatest. And if it displeased him, it became fake. Thus were all things sorted into two baskets: Great and Very Unfair.

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And there came forth a Great and Beautiful Bill. And it was called Great because it was Great, and Beautiful because it was said many times that it was Beautiful. And those who questioned its greatness were rebuked as enemies of common sense and insufficiently patriotic.

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Yet the scribes wrote that millions could lose food assistance, that millions more could lose health insurance, and that the treasury would bear hundreds of billions more in debt. Among their reckonings were that nearly 4 million might lose food benefits, 776,000 children in twelve states could be affected, almost 8 million could lose health coverage, the deficit could grow by some $500 billion, and 96,000 children each month could lose free school lunches. But many answered, saying, "The numbers are fake, unless they are good numbers."

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And when the votes were counted, he proclaimed victory, though the count declared otherwise. And many judges heard the matter, yet the proclamation continued, for repetition was accounted as evidence by the faithful.

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And thus every headline became scripture unto his followers, every criticism persecution, every investigation a witch hunt, and every setback the fault of another.

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Now the rallies have ended.

The microphones have fallen silent.

The caps have grown still.

And history, which cannot be blocked on social media, continueth its work.