What’s striking is that Trump actually appears to believe he has something important to say, and that his audiences must of course be hanging on every word he utters.
Hate to break it to you, Donald, but you’ve got nothing. You never have. You’re an empty windbag, a narcissist who probably loves pontificating in front of the mirror before your biggest fan. Or is it that you look in the mirror anymore and realize you’re too far gone?
You’re a gameshow host who got some airtime and recognition, a guy who simply conned angry, frustrated people into thinking you were their savior, some big deal who spoke their language and—somehow—identified with them. That may be the cruelest con of all.
What are you still doing here? Your fifteen minutes ended a long time ago.