Donald Trump is on a downward spiral and it appears he can’t pull out of the tailspin.
Just when we might think we’ve seen it all—as this applies to the depths to which he so willingly plummets—The Donald outdoes himself and finds another circle of Hell in which to reside for a bit.
He has long left embarrassing in the rearview mirror. It’s moving quickly toward self-immolation anymore. Trump looks weary, he’s perennially angry and clueless, acting more like a child every day. He’s saying things, threatening annexation of Canada again, frustrated by a boondoggle of his own making in Iran, issuing insane tweets left and right, more energized by arches and ballrooms and UFC preparations than being mindful of the condition of the nation he’s supposed to be leading.
Meanwhile, many of us are still, somehow, summoning incredulity, wondering where Congress has gone—especially its Republican membership—and if it will ever mount viable opposition to this wholesale abandonment of reason and responsibility.
We’re watching a person, who cannot grasp the solemnity of any moment, continue some sort of rampage– fixated on fluff and superficiality, totally self-involved, deceived into thinking that people love when he speaks.
This can’t be real. How on earth can we let it continue?
3 Cents' 