I strongly suspect that's his goal. For my part, he'll fail miserably - like he has at everything else in life - if there is no Election day meltdown next week to witness. I want to see Cecil B. de Mille quality weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth from the MasturbatingNumbnuts on Tuesday, or he doesn't even make the top 10 for me.
When he talks about "real motives," he's intruding on franksolich's turf, trying to be Freudian.
The rectal aperture's got a lot of pent-up anger and rage in him, but it's not the Republicans pissing him off--that's only the superficial reason.
The
real reason he's bitter and angry and nearly incoherent in rage is that all his life he's been nothing but a little dwerp, a bland nonentity.
And the loss of a body part--in his case, a foot, due to his negligence--exacerbates resentment and rage.
He's not really upset with Republicans; he's upset with himself, for being such a ****ing loser.