When Craig Holman first came to, he found himself in George Washington University Hospital hooked up to machines.

His ribs, hip, and knee were shattered. His ankle, too. He had suffered a brain bleed.

The victim of an early-March car crash—another driver struck Holman’s 2002 stick-shift Saturn after running a red light on Pennsylvania Avenue—Holman would spend a week in intensive care and three more in various hospital wards. Surgeries would follow surgeries. Much of the time, he couldn’t leave his bed without assistance.

And still he couldn’t stop thinking about Donald Trump.

For hours and hours, Holman would fixate on the newscasts emanating from the TV above his bed. Body broken, his mind seethed at what he saw as gross abuses of power by the President: firing thousands of federal w

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