It’s one of those crimes that has at least once upon a time been punishable by death. Like rape. While I suppose I could stretch my imagination as far as possible and try to get really indignant about the idea of a man over-powering a woman and physically and sexually assaulting her (I don’t recall any death penalty for beatings, unless fatal) and think that maybe if he did it over and over without remorse that he should be put to death, but really, probably not, no.
Treason? Really? Boy, doesn't that one ring of that line about holding no other gods before the one telling you what to do?
So treason is one of the things or words I guess that I’ve seen in association with D. Trump (de Trump, perhaps) and Vlad (the impaler? I’ve heard he gets around with the ladies) and the most recent US presidential election, that event of which I prefer not to be reminded but can seem never to forget, and the idea that Vlad and or de Trump did anything any worse than Hillary and her honchos did, well, hahahahahahahaha.
And in terms of treason, well, I fell pretty freaking treasonous, like, more and more every single day. Many people with whom I’m acquainted feel exactly the same way, and none of them are exactly hard core radicals. If we could overthrow this government without putting Pence in in lieu of de Trump, I’m all for it, and I say stuff like that right out loud, all the time.
I’m treasonous, bigly. America was born of treason.
But then we go and decide that if we Americans feel treasonous, it’s life imprisonment. That’s way more profitable these days than the death penalty. That’s America for you, land of the free and home of the brave, until it’s not any longer.