I must admit that my political mercury fluctuates up and down way to quickly and frequently. On one day, I feel like Paul Revere riding my print horse shouting, ‘The British are coming! The British are coming! And then on some other days, I feel like a vacuous conspiracy theorist thinking, ‘I’ve got to be imagining this. This is too far fetched. All Americans are committed to democracy. So it must be my lying eyes’ playing tricks on me.

But I feel like Paul Revere today. My son used to tell me that I was obsessed with Donald Trump, meaning I was just a little off. Nowadays, he tends to agree with me although he feels that Trump is just another politician.

Call me paranoid, but I feel that an insurrection is planned for this November if things don’t go the way that Trump wants them to go. Donald Trump’s approval rating is now 37 percent, but he isn’t concerned. He keeps acting as if his approval rating is 60 percent or more.

And he doesn’t appear to be concerned that in normal times, this low of an approval rating in the midterm election cycle where the sitting president’s political party historically loses seats would indicate that Republicans would lose their thin margins in the House and the Senate and Trump would be handcuffed for the rest of his term because Democrats would gain control of Congress.