When Faustian bargains are struck, supplicants trade away not just their souls but their balls. Washington is a Faustian bargain flea market, making it the City of No Balls, Eunuchville. In vanquishing Eunuchville’s chosen Republicans and Democrat, Trump shredded its shibboleths, existentially embarrassing the eunuchs, revealing them as purveyors of puerile pap. His deprecatory “low energy” was code for “low testosterone.” Political correctness has excused the eunuchs from challenging manifest idiocies and thereby offending legions of idiots. Trump says things many “ordinary” people believe but which in Eunuchville—smothered by the sanctimonious stultification of political correctness—can’t be said.