It’s Friday, it’s August, it’s miserably hot. No one’s in the mood for a long 2,500-word march of doom through a depressing topic. Let’s do something different.

How does a 2,500-word march of doom through multiple depressing topics sound?

On Tuesday we raised a glass to the latest indictment in Georgia. On Wednesday we considered the prospect of a landslide Trump defeat next fall. It’s been a pretty upbeat run lately for this newsletter.

I’m strung out from it, frankly. The pessimistic itch demands to be scratched.