His answer to the only question: Hillary didn’t go to Wisconsin enough which is really bad because the FBI people were texting each other bad things which were also bad so... here’s Mike Pompeo.
He then goes dark, regroups, broods and simmers, and then erupts in a loco lawn sprinkler of angry nutbaggery.
These lines are all too small though. Nearly all are old and long failed.
They have no inner life, no internal truth, no stable thoughts or beliefs.
They’re empty shells locked in an endless pantomime of whatever they think will “work”.
Life is an endless focus group.
He’s there right now.
Usually he cocoons after these moments. Goes dark.
I assumed he’d flail a bit longer trying to stave off all of this sticking to him but maybe not.
Maybe a quiet night and morning.
It’ll be brief though. This is all too big and threatening for him to keep from going full raging loon for long.
He knows he hasn’t found it. He knows he’s taking bullets and has none in the chamber.
I had expected Trump to still be very much in the phase that comes right before he cocoons: a spray of frenzied, manic, angry accusations and claims.
He swings wildly like a kid trying to find the piñata.
He was far more into the next phase though... the weirdly docile, resigned-sounding retreat of a man temporarily on his back
Trump likely knows what’s coming and knows he is in real trouble which he is ill-prepared to even try to neutralize.
I think that’s where we are.
There’s a chance he’ll get revved into a lather by Fox News but I think the lunacy is on hold... for the moment.
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