by Rod Williams, Jan. 26, 2022 - Charles Cooke writing in National Review makes the case Trump has lost touch with reality, and I am persuaded he is right. I have always thought Trump was a carnival barker, a con man, a bully, and rude and crude. I would also say he is a populist demagogue but was not persuaded he was deranged. However, at some point, I began to believe that Trump really believed his own BS. Despite no credible evidence the election was stolen and staff and friends and family telling him the election was not stolen, he continued to adamantly insist it was. I became convinced Trump really believed it. I began to think that Trump really was nuts. I think he has such a huge ego that he really believes he could not possibly lose an election unless it was stolen. Trump is the emperor who has no clothes.
There was a point in time at which Trump’s unusual verbal affect and singular nose for underutilized wedge issues gave him a competitive edge. Now? Now, he’s morphing into one of the three witches from Macbeth. To peruse Trump’s account on Truth Social is to meet a cast of characters about whom nobody who lives beyond the Trump Extended Universe could possibly care one whit. Here in the real world, the border is a catastrophe, inflation is as bad as it’s been in four decades, interest rates have risen to their highest level in 15 years, crime is on the up, and the debt continues to mushroom. And yet, safely ensconced within his own macrocosm, Trump is busy mainlining Edward Lear. Day in, day out, he rambles about the adventures of Coco Chow and the Old Broken Crow; the dastardly Unselect Committee; the (presumably tasty) Stollen Presidential Election; the travails of that famous law-enforcement agency, the Gestopo; Joe Scarborough’s wife “Mike”; and other unusual characters from Coromandel. “Where the early pumpkins blow / In the middle of the woods / Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò / Who STOLLE THE ELECTION / Don’t you know?”
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