Donald Trump's distinctive rhetorical style — think of a drunk with a bullhorn reading aloud James Joyce's "Finnegans Wake" under water — poses an almost insuperable challenge to people whose painful duty is to try to extract clarity from his effusions.

For example, last week, during a long stream of semi-consciousness in Fort Worth, this man who as president would nominate members of the federal judiciary vowed to "open up" libel laws to make it easier to sue — to intimidate and punish — people who write "negative" things. Well.

Trump, the thin-skinned tough guy, resembles a campus crybaby who has wandered out of his "safe space." It is not news that he has neither respect for nor knowledge of the constitution, and he probably is unaware that he would have to "open up" many Supreme Court First Amendment rulings in order to achieve his aim. His obvious aim is to chill free speech, for the comfort of the political class, of which he is now a gaudy ornament.