If RBG has pancreatic cancer, her chances are slim at best. Cancer has killed people in FAR better shape and age than her (I still miss Patrick Swayze, damn it, and people still sink a drink to Stefan Karl Stefansson's memory).
The problem is that the Dems are walking a tightrope. If they actually push through an article of impeachment, it goes to the Senate -- and from the way Mitch is giggling and cracking his knuckles, I get the feeling the crazy cocaine-fueled fucker WANTS it there. Because Trump will be able to subpoena people under oath and force them to testify. So they DEFINITELY don't want it out in the Senate where the klieg lights will be turned on.
But if they don't push it through, their lunatic fringe will start acting up, and worse, Trump can make the case that their antics aren't really about impeachment but just a smear job. It's almost a lose-lose situation for them, unless Trump makes some unforced error (not impossible, but I don't see it happening).
Want some popcorn?