The tweets of Trump enthusiasts have three styles. There are the dark, muttered threats to settle scores when it’s all done, as if inauguration will blend into a festival of retribution, a Benghazi on K Street. Some sunny acolytes bray about the manifest brilliance of their guy, untroubled by his actual utterance. Sometimes Doubters of Donald will get an all caps exhortation to find a seat on the #TrumpTrain. Is that like Amtrak? Government subsidized, with eminent domain used to raze an old lady’s house for a new station? The mood darkens: On it or under it, pal.
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