“I’m really worried,” Sam said. “I think he feels cornered and I don’t think he’s going to go quietly into the night.”
“Oh come on,” Richard said. “I agree that his ego won’t permit him to resign, like Nixon did when it was obvious that he’d been caught. But if he gets indicted or impeached, I’m sure he’ll step away peacefully.”
“You’re being naive, my friend,” Sam said. “His rabid, almost fanatical supporters, I call them “MAGAmaniacs,” will not take his departure lightly. Trump will beat the ‘witch hunt’ drum and will claim it’s all rigged against him. He’ll rile up his base and, I hate to say this, but they’re going to take to the streets, armed to the teeth, and there’s going to be an insurrection.”
“Aren’t you being a bit dramatic?” Richard said. “Do you really believe there will be an armed uprising of Trump supporters?”
“I honestly do,” Sam admitted. “I think if anything happens to Trump, it’s going to precipitate a new American Revolution. I believe that our country is on the precipice of another major civil war. There will be blood.”
“I think — I hope, anyway — that you are wrong.” Richard said. “This is America. We’re not some third world banana republic. If Trump is indicted or impeached, there will be a period of transition, but I’m sure our democracy will survive.”
“I wish I could be as confident as you are, Richard,” Sam said. “But the truth is, I have a serious case of MAGAphobia and I’m not sure there is a cure for it.”
Written for this week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt, where the theme is “phobias.” I certainly hope this is a tale of fiction and is not a foreshadowing of America’s future.