I do not know just what area of the human psyche is wounded by shame or embarrassment,

but--- for me, at least--- that area used to be pretty tender; pretty easy to pierce.

In the not too distant past, for example, that area would have been bloodied by a former POTUS who called for suspension of the Constitution. But, no longer.

After seven years of transparent lies, vile racism, vulgar misogyny, unabashed bigotry and unparalleled narcissism by that same former POTUS, I find that after his daily assaults on my conscience---my sense of what is morally acceptable--- I have developed callouses on my soul.

It is not that I am no longer offended. It is simply that these past several years have conditioned me not to expect my shame and outrage to make any difference.

So, when this latest Trumpism was splattered across the news shows like so much ketchup, my reaction was not "OMG! That's TERRIBLE! Surely this is a bridge too far even for his party!"

No, my calloused reaction was "So?"