What is this? This turnabout? What the heck (or insert other deprecatory nouns here)? Is this the "Et tu, Rod?" moment. We have on one hand (or paw) Robert Swan Müller assembling a team of of rabid anti-Trumpers, scattered in with a few more moderate anti-Trumpers, going about the Inquisition of Cozy Bear with the dedication of Robespierre, the cleverness of Göbbels, and the money of [insert your favorite funder here--oh, it's us!]