y I fold this into my story. Hold on.

When I was a kid I had a recurring dream in which I could fly. I could actually just float and levitate and fly. And I would have this dream maybe once a year. It was my favorite dream. But there was one catch. Even though the dream itself was spectacular because, as I said, I could fly — imagine a vivid dream where you can just float around the house and you could be up at the ceiling and you could go outside and you could float over the town. It was great. There was only one problem with it, and it was this: for whatever reason, my dream always included the following element. Other people were not impressed.

It was always in the dream I'd be floating literally at the ceiling and I'd say to the people below me, "Hey, do you see this? I'm literally flying." And people would look up and then they would just continue their conversations. And I'd say, "No, I don't think you understand. I am above the ground defying gravity, literally the first human being who has ever flown, and I'm doing it right in front of you." And nobody cared. And they would just go about their business. And I would keep saying, "Are you serious? I'm flying. I'm flying. Look at me. Why can't you see me?" Every year, once a year.

And so I was reminded of that dream when I was reading a piece by Andrew McCarthy in which he says this — that this is just one part of what he said — that Clinton, Clinton meaning Hillary, actually did what she accused Trump of doing. She colluded with Russians through yet another foreigner she recruited to meddle in the 2016 president