E Pluribus Unum

The weapons had evolved, but our orders remained the same: Hunt them down and kill them off, one by one. A most successful campaign. Perhaps too successful. For those like me, a Death Dealer, this signaled the end of an era. Like the weapons of the previous century, we, too, would become obsolete. Pity, because I lived for it.
Our goal is to save the Republic. The entrenched GOP has proven unhelpful in that regard, to the point of being an active enemy. So be it.
They might not say what it is they fear. But everybody knows.
There is reason for great hope in this dark hour in history.
They didn't intend for the trail to lead back to DOJ.
White presidents never faced hostile questions, but were allowed to run the country and the Constitution into the ground with no accountability whatsoever. Or something.
You are not a great man until you've left your mark on the next generation.
His personal crisis is more important than Watergate or the Civil War. Possibly more important than the invention of fire and the wheel.
Drive the Visigoths back over the Alps, pursue them all the way back to Dacia, then burn down and raze their homeland into an ash-surfaced parking lot