As Churchill said of another appeasment government in 1936, "'Everything, he assured us is entirely fluid. I am sure that that is true. Anyone can see what the position is. The Government simply cannot make up their minds, or they cannot get the Prime Minister to make up his mind. So they go on in strange paradox, decided only to be undecided, resolved to be irresolute, adamant for drift, solid for fluidity, all-powerful to be impotent. So we go on preparing more months and years - precious, perhaps vital to the greatness of Britain - for the locusts to eat. They will say to me, 'A Minister of Supply is not necessary, for all is going well.' I deny it. 'The position is satisfactory.' It is not true. 'All is proceeding according to plan.' We know what that means."

The *resident makes Stanley Baldwin look good.

In the end, all of this racist fuss will blow over.

His base don't care. Most of them are just fine with Christianist militias roughing up the hippies and the darkies and the promiscuous women and the queers. They know not to approve of the Klan and the Nazis in public. Most prefer camo to sheets or leather, anyway, and the new Fashionazi Look is going to relegate the old, the fat, the scraggly-bearded, and the really stupid off camera anyway.

Republicans care, they just don't know about what. The establishment officer holders know their *resident is an ass-baring baboon, but they fear his voters. They love their otherwise gerrymandered seats and perks and the knowledge that once they earn enough on the jv House and Senate teams, lobbying firms are ready to make them really rich.

So they- the bolder ones (that means not up in 2018 or with impregnable House seats)- are thanking God Almighty for Twitter. 140 characters is perfect for denouncing sin but not the sinner. They cold-shoulder the words but not the mouth that spoke them.

It is a distinction they have honed to a fine edge pretending tolerance of LGBT Americans for decades.

Republicans fear the public bludgeoning the *resident will give them for crossing him, but they fear more that, while he may be an increasingly impotent party leader, he can still get it up enough to raise primary challengers.

The *resident's team are angry. They are old pros who heeded the siren call of public service for the usual reasons: patronage paybacks and personal payoffs after three or four years of liberal donatives to interest groups who love scratching backs back, and some vaporings about service to the nation.

So we see Gary Cohn, the president's economic adviser, leaking that as a Jew he was outraged, standing there, listening, to the boss go mental on national TV in defense of torchlit thugs shouting "We won't be replaced by Jews" and telling Vice TV how it peeves them to see that smokin' hot Ivanka on Boy Kushner's arm.

But he won't resign.

Dr David Shulkin, the Veterans' Affairs Secretary, held a press conference to pat himself on the back for not remaining silent, but he was only vocal in his disapprobation of racism and Nazism as concepts that just float through the air, barking like a Doberman. From whence they come, he knows, but he will not beard the lion who gave him a job and the only cabinet budget not decimated by Butcher Mulvaney.

He, too, said nothing about the boss. He, too, will not resign.

No one will resign.

The base will never abandon them. The Congress is too supine to check them. They are answerable to no one.

So when the Fortune 500 CEOs exits started to clog the revolving door today, the *resident shrugged.

Those councils were never more than photo ops, and never met. They stroked his ego. They had to sit and listen to him like he is their peer. That they were willing to do to get the extra access.

But come tax and regulatory reform, they will not be so fastidious. They will be elbowing each other at the trough as their bagmen hand out checks for 2018.

They did resign, but nothing will happen.