The heavyweight champion of the past decade in American politics is on the ropes.

His knees are getting rubbery. His hands are bruised. His eyes are glassy. Sometimes he doesn’t seem to even know where he is.

In any other bout, the fight would have been stopped long ago.

The problem is in this case, the refs—on the Supreme Court and in the majority on Capitol Hill—are on the take, and the people in the champ’s corner won’t throw in the towel because it could lead to all of them ending up in the hoosegow.

So, as bad as it has been recently for Kid Cankles, it seems likely that the more punishment he takes, the dirtier he will start to fight.

Trump has taken more serious punches in the past month than in the year since his return to office a year ago.

He opened with a flurry of attacks that went badly. While he landed a blow against an adversary (someone not in his weight class) when he grabbed Venezuela’s Nicolas Maduro and his wife, the rest of his attempts at punching down have not gone well. Trump’s assertions that he had become the “acting president” of Venezuela were met with mockery. The US still has no control over the country or plans for its future—and US oil companies, like Exxon, are skeptical about turning Trump’s “victory” into sweet, sweet pipelines. Sure, the U.S. is continuing to murder men in small boats in........

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