He says, “Class, today we’re gonna do the Freedom Caucus experiment.” The rest of the ingredients are secret and available only from national Freedom Caucus bigwigs in Washington, D.C., and I’m sworn never to reveal what they are. The redcoated mad scientist reads his texted instructions, stirs the mixture and cooks it over a bunsen burner. The mad scientist stands in front of the class, all his hair singed off and a look of shocked surprise coupled with glee on his bald face. The right-wing "media outlets" that serve as the pep squads for the Freedom Caucus carry the stench of the failed experiment, and their microscopic audience shrinks with every new scandal.