"That would surely be an impeachable offense" is perhaps the most frequently repeated phrase from the mouths of guests on Chris Hayes' show.

Most recently, it came from Jamie Raskin, congressman and, more specifically, member of the Judiciary Committee, from which an Impeachment Resolution  would have to issue.

"That", in this particular iteration, was a hypothetical advertisement on E-Bay offering pardons for cash.

Of course, the idea that Trump has not already logged a hundred or more acts equally offensive to his oath of office is charmingly restrained.

So the fuck what?

Evidently the Founders, in their wisdom, failed to grasp the possibility that partisan attachment combined with the instinct to be re-elected might so corrupt the political class that requiring the vote of 67 senators to remove from office even the most flagrant offender was an insurmountable obstacle to virtuous government.

What, then, is to be done?

Only Universal Jurisdiction remains as a remedy.

I lean towards the prayer that some enterprising gendarme will put the snatch on that fat fuck when he ventures beyond the friendly borders of the US and shuffle him straight to the Hague.

His crimes against humanity are already manifold, and the impotence of his home country to enforce international law is, as above, complete.

Even just today, eg,, the White House has refused a House request for information on the ongoing kidnapping enterprise yclept Customs and Border Protection.

The reason: "No legislative purpose".  Pending the introddction of a bill envisioning life in prison for any Border Patrolman who separates a child from a parent (AOC, this is for you), I suppose the House may pound sand.

To the Hague with him!