 campaign and the early days of his administration were marked by the charming window when most of his supporters—and frankly, much of the mainstream media—believed that the vomitus spraying out of Trump’s mouth was part of some clever psychological game, quantum chess to own the libs.

Only idiots and zealots believe that now. The howling vacuum of need within Trump’s soul had already distorted every normal human emotion for decades, but now the stress of the presidency and the realities of his lasting failures have pushed him closer to a very public mental breakdown. In business, Trump could paper over his bankruptcies, flops, asinine remarks, and failed cons.

The presidency is different. His rising mania and rage come from the sure knowledge that history’s cold, brutal eye will allow no later revision, no long-term rethinking of his legacy, or even wry nostalgia over the grim era in which he presides. His failures, cruelty, caprice, corruption, and hairstyling tips will be graven in stone as a warning to future Americans.

This isn’t madman theory. This is just a mad man.

Gradually, and then suddenly—as Hemingway said of bankruptcy—came the realization that the lies Trump tells and the claims Trump makes aren’t deliberate or strategic. They are a roadmap of his pocked and scarred mental landscape.

What the boobs defended for three years as sales talk and typical Trumpian bullshitting is more and more indefensible. From economic claims to immigration scare stories to his constant mendacity about the wall, the lies—or whatever they are, given how inclined he is to trust what the voices in his head tell him—are seen as less crafted, and more crazy.

Jeb Bush once promised us that Donald Trump would be the chaos president. Call me crazy, but I’d trade the low-energy candidate for President Nutjob in a hot second. Donald Trump is America’s Loki, only without the charm and wit.

On that other Earth where Trump is getting the help he needs and the rest of us have a normal president, 50 percent of the nation would disagree with that man or woman on any given day.

But no one would wake up thinking, “Hey, I wonder if this is the day that Barack Obama nukes Denmark?” or “Is George H.W. Bush gonna declare war on Belize
campaign and the early days of his administration were marked by the charming windowpane when most of his assistant — and frankly, much of the mainstream media — believe that the vomit spraying out of Trump ’s mouth was part of some cagey psychological game, quantum chess to own the libs. 

 Only idiot and zealot believe that immediately. The howling vacuum of indigence within Trump ’s person had already distorted every normal human emotion for decades, but nowadays the stress of the presidency and the realities of his last failures have pushed him closer to a very public genial breakdown. In business, Trump could wallpaper over his bankruptcies, flop, asinine remarks, and fail cons. 

 The presidency is different. His rising mania and fury come from the sure knowledge that history ’s cold, brutal eye will allow no later revision, no long - term rethinking of his legacy, or even wry nostalgia over the grim era in which he presides. His failures, cruelty, caprice, corruption, and hairstyling tip will be graven in stone as a admonition to future Americans. 

 This is n’t lunatic theory. This is just a mad man. 

 Gradually, and then abruptly — as Hemingway said of bankruptcy — came the realization that the lies Trump tells and the call Trump makes are n’t deliberate or strategic. They are a roadmap of his pocked and scarred mental landscape. 

 What the boobs defend for three years as sales talk and typical Trumpian bullshitting is more and more indefensible. From economic claim to immigration panic narrative to his constant mendacity about the wall, the lies — or whatever they are, given how inclined he is to trust what the voices in his heading tell him — are seen as less crafted, and more crazy. 

 Jeb Bush once promise us that Donald Trump would be the chaos president. predict me crazy, but I ’d trade the abject - energy campaigner for President Nutjob in a hot second. Donald Trump is America ’s Loki, only without the charm and wag. 

 On that other Earth where Trump is getting the help he needs and the rest of us receive a normal president, 50 percent of the nation would disagree with that man or woman on any given day. 

 But no one would wake up thinking, “ Hey, I wonder if this is the sidereal day that Barack Obama nukes Denmark? ” or “ Is George H.W. Bush gon na declare war on Belize
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What thebo obs  defen d e d for th ree years as sales talk and typ ica l Tru mpia n bullshi tti ng ismor e  and m ore in defen si ble . Frome c on omi cclaims toi m mig ratio nscar e stori es to his constant men dacity aboutthe  wal l ,  t hel ie s —or  w h ate v e r they are, giv en how inc li n ed  he is tot rus twhat th e voice s inh is head  tell him —are seen  a s le s s  cr afted, and  more cr azy.

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On  that  ot h er Ear th w here Trump is get t ing the help h e ne e d s a ndt he r es t of us have a  no rm a l  preside nt , 50 percen t of the  n a tionwoulddisagr ee with t ha t  man o r wo man  on any g ive nd ay.

Bu tno one wo uldwa ke upthinki n g, “ H e y, I wonder if t his i s the d a y t hat B ar ack Oba m a nu kes Denmar k?” or “IsGeorge  H.W . Bus h gonna  d eclare  wa ron Belize
 campaign_and the_early days of his_administration were_marked_by the_charming_window when most_of his supporters—and_frankly, much of the_mainstream media—believed that_the_vomitus spraying out of Trump’s mouth was part of some clever psychological game, quantum_chess_to own_the_libs.

Only_idiots and zealots believe that_now. The howling vacuum of_need within_Trump’s soul had already distorted every normal human_emotion_for decades, but_now the stress of the presidency and the realities_of his lasting failures have pushed_him closer to_a_very_public mental breakdown. In_business, Trump could paper over his_bankruptcies, flops, asinine remarks, and failed_cons.

The presidency is different. His rising mania_and rage come from the sure_knowledge that history’s cold, brutal_eye will_allow no later revision, no_long-term rethinking of_his legacy,_or even wry_nostalgia over the grim era in_which he presides._His failures, cruelty, caprice, corruption, and_hairstyling_tips will be_graven_in_stone as_a warning to_future_Americans.

This isn’t_madman_theory. This is just a mad_man.

Gradually,_and then suddenly—as Hemingway said of bankruptcy—came_the realization that the_lies_Trump tells and the_claims Trump makes aren’t deliberate_or strategic. They are a roadmap_of his_pocked and_scarred mental landscape.

What the boobs defended for three years as sales_talk and typical Trumpian bullshitting is_more and more indefensible._From economic_claims_to immigration scare_stories_to his_constant mendacity about the wall, the lies—or_whatever they_are, given how inclined he is_to trust what the_voices_in his head tell him—are seen_as less crafted, and more crazy.

Jeb_Bush once promised us that_Donald_Trump_would be the chaos president._Call me crazy, but I’d trade_the low-energy candidate_for President Nutjob in a hot second._Donald_Trump is America’s Loki, only without_the_charm and wit.

On that other Earth_where_Trump_is getting the help he_needs and the rest of us_have a normal president, 50 percent of the nation_would disagree with_that man or woman on_any_given_day.

But no one would wake up thinking, “Hey, I wonder_if this_is the day_that Barack Obama nukes Denmark?” or “Is George H.W. Bush_gonna declare war on Belize