Trump’s rally in Vegas on Saturday was, perhaps, further evidence that he’s feeling the pressure of being a convicted felon. Or maybe he’s just generally unraveling.
He was standing in triple-digit temps, making those who attended listen as he expounded on wet batteries and sharks and told those in attendance that he didn’t care if they were wilting in the heat. In fact, he told them he didn’t care about them—he just needed their vote.
Maybe that’ll be as close as he gets to shooting someone in the middle of Fifth Avenue. We’ll see if they still vote for him. One might dare entertain the possibility that some are starting to have second thoughts.
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