Those popping sounds you hear aren't light bulbs breaking as they hit the frozen surface of Lake Wobegon.
Instead, that sound comes from political heads exploding in the Democratic Media Complex.
Because liberal Democratic Sen. Al Franken of Minnesota was exposed, completely, for what he really is by West Coast radio news anchor Leeann Tweeden.
There's that photo of Mr. Franken smiling and grabbing at her breasts as Ms. Tweeden, a former model, slept on the way home from a USO tour in 2006. Mr. Franken leered and posed, fingers spread on her, like some cartoon of a sex-crazed sixth-grade boy.
"You knew exactly what you were doing," Ms. Tweeden wrote in an online post. "You forcibly kissed me without my consent, grabbed my breasts while I was sleeping and had someone take a photo of you doing it, knowing I would see it later, and be ashamed."
It's exactly what I recommended for the repugnant Alabama Republican senatorial candidate Roy Moore: Take a long walk in the woods and disappear.
Republican senators want Mr. Moore to drop out of the race. But will Democrats demand en masse that Mr. Franken resign? No. They'll want to study this, and spin it somehow, and mitigate differences between Messrs. Franken and Moore, the former a simple creep, the latter accused of sexually assaulting a 14-year-old girl. But all that is just playing for time.
And what will the media half of the Democratic Media Complex do?
Years ago many of them, particularly liberal pundits in Washington and New York, defended President Bill Clinton's alleged assaults on women and dismissed allegations that he raped Juanita Broaddrick.
Leading feminists and liberal men trashed Mr. Clinton's female accusers, because Mr. Clinton was their guy and he promised them what they wanted.
And what did a few women from Arkansas matter to the elite feminists of Washington and New York and Chicago and L.A. who were willing to forgive Clinton in exchange for a prize?
During the Monica Lewinsky scandal, liberal journalist Nina Burleigh captured it all in one infamous quote: "I think American women should be lining up with their presidential kneepads on to show their gratitude for keeping the theocracy off our backs."
This is the heart of corruption, but Ms. Burleigh wasn't alone as liberals made their separate peace with a sexual predator.
He was president. He promised he'd protect abortion. And they got what they wanted.
In recent days though, as many on the left and right peeled (and rightfully so) the skin off creepy Roy Moore, an amazing thing has happened.
Pundits on the left began to wring their hands and confess their guilt about what they did to Mr. Clinton's accusers.
It all rings hollow, of course, but there's a good reason that it rings hollow.
It is hollow.
But without the icy tears of calculated contrition, they couldn't proceed on the Democratic action plan.
Now the Franken explosion complicates that strategy, which only a few days ago was quite clear: Hound Mr. Moore as a monster, cast Republicans as either abusers of women or supporters of sexual abuse, and shame them, shame them, shame them.
And forge all of it into another Year of the Woman campaign to be used ultimately against President Donald Trump, whose history with women is ugly and boorish at best.
But now, that strategy — smelting gender identity politics with the real pain women have suffered at the hands of men — has been undercut.
And anything less than Mr. Franken's departure from the Senate will be seen as just more political hypocrisy.
Ms. Tweeden, now news anchor on "McIntyre in the Morning" on KABC-AM in Los Angeles, posted her account and then talked at length about it.
She detailed Mr. Franken's behavior, his grabbing and groping and stuffing his tongue down her mouth during a USO tour before he was elected to the Senate, before he was a champion of women.
"(Franken) came at me, put his hand on the back of my head, mashed his lips against mine and aggressively stuck his tongue in my mouth," Ms. Tweeden wrote. "I walked away. All I could think about was getting to a bathroom as fast as possible to rinse the taste of him out of my mouth. I felt disgusted and violated."
Other women might come forward, accusing both Republicans and Democrats. Let it all come out. All of it.
This is what happens when the levee breaks.
And Mr. Franken, a comedian by trade, must realize that with the photo out there, with another accuser, it just might be time for him to exit stage left.
I can see him walking alone along the frozen banks of Lake Wobegon, laughing at his own jokes.