It occurred to me, as it has probably already occurred to others a long time ago, that Trump takes his ardent followers to be idiots. He banks on that, depends on an unquestioning acceptance of the constant stream of consciousness and bullshit that exits his mouth.
It’s remarkable, really, that so many people come to his rallies, sometimes in the middle of the day in the hot sun, ready to sit or stand through boring stories and irrelevant tangents, along with the darkness and lies of whoever is writing the drivel on the teleprompter.
Trump is a false prophet, a front man for the league of misfits and traitors ready to remake America according to their twisted and archaic vision. He doesn’t know his ass from his elbow, but those around him know at least that much.