Two years ago, I started this Substack to find a path out of the madness that had overtaken the Left. The madness was everywhere. People were getting fired right and left, mostly left, for saying words they weren't supposed to say. There was a sudden climate of fear that was crippling nearly every institution of power, most especially the one I work in: Hollywood.

The fear was that there were racists and rapists everywhere and in everything. Sex and race became two major mass hysteria events in this country after the election of Donald Trump in 2016. To Trump supporters, his win was nothing less than a miracle. A smart strategy involving a few key swing states to bring in a slim Electoral College victory, mainly with the help of Facebook's micro-targeting.

To the Left, to the establishment especially, it was the Devil Himself, riding into Salem Village one freezing winter in 1692. He was the Man in the Long Black Coat. He was, to them, the only kind of evil they knew. He was everything they feared wrapped up in a single man: white, male, heterosexual, and mocking them openly. No one could look away. He was and remains too charismatic to ignore.

For a while I thought Trump had so offended them that he really was the existential crisis they kept insisting had happened to our country. It wasn't until the Al Franken witch hunt, then the Kavanaugh swarm, that I realized something was very very wrong with the Left. I was seeing it every day on Twitter too. People were being purged, exiled, fired, shunned, attacked, canceled, unpersoned everywhere. It was once accused, forever guilty.