No sooner had I become overwhelmed by the corpulent body of journalism about Liz Cheney as some beacon of moral clarity than I began to feel besieged by dissents about what a wretched opportunist she really is.
Can't she be all of the above?
Not in the America of today. Not in the media of the moment. Either she was underrated in the past or is overrated in the present. She's standing squarely on a bedrock of principle, or she's cunningly maneuvering within a crowd of ambitious Republicans to find a space and a grace all her own.
Over here, she's a martyr; over there, a hack in holy drag. To one set of eyes, this is the end of her political career. To another, it's the beginning of her political legend.
Neither take is correct. And the war between them is the latest and one of the greatest examples of our inability to hold two thoughts at the same time.
For anyone who has spent the past week in a subterranean bunker with no connectivity: Cheney, a member of Congress from Wyoming, is at odds with Kevin McCarthy, the House minority leader, and other fellow Republicans and on the verge of having them remove her from her leadership position in the House because she has dared to say that the toppled emperor has no cause.
She rightly assigned a significant portion of blame for the storming of the U.S. Capitol to Donald Trump. She rightly voted to impeach him (the second time, not the first). She rightly said that he betrayed his oath of office, disregarded the rule of law, showed contempt for democracy and put the U.S. in grave danger.
And she keeps saying that, most recently in an opinion essay published in the Washington Post on Wednesday that was righteous in its indignation about so many Republicans' fealty to Trump and self-righteous in its characterization of her resistance to that. "History is watching," she wrote, adding that she would summon the requisite bravery "no matter what the short-term political consequences might be."