The only thing that even vaguely makes any sense in light of the Republican establishments support of Trump is that they must believe if he is elected they will somehow be able to contain him.
Basically the same mistake Victor Frankenstein made in Mary Shelley’s epic novel when creating his monster who ultimately after wreaking havoc burned the house down.
The villagers have awakened and are in pursuit, an example of life imitating art, but the damage to great extent has already been done.
And if life does indeed imitate art there will be an endless array of sequels minus the popcorn and jujus.
