Conservatives should not allow an insurrectionary buffoon to hobble their opposition to progressive rule — Sing, O Muse, of the rage of Donald J. Trump, son of Fred, that brought countless ills upon the Americans! Or, rather, don’t sing. Fulminate, seethe, thunder, wail, gnash your teeth. Glory in the righteousness of your judgment. Your impulses are certainly just. How could they be otherwise? They’re yours…