To Sleep, Perchance to Dream...

“To die, to sleep – to sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there's the rub, for in this sleep of death what dreams may come…” (Hamlet) 

The woke in Washington still dream of getting Trump:  If only we could return to the yester-year of W, when the establishment Republicans reigned and there was an artificial peace in the land... /s

"Those days are gone forever; we should just let them go...  (don't look back, you can never look back)"