Trump's mental health -- a second opinion
You deserve the facts, not conjecture. Alzheimer's diminishes a person. Trump's not diminishing, he's escalating, and you need to know the frightening reason why.
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F-yeah.
Confabulation is exactly it.
Trump used to live way out on the periphery of my pop-culture awareness — loud, tacky background noise — and he sounded, spoke, and bullshitted
far too much like my dad for me to tolerate. One of those in my life was more than enough.
But once Thunder Rump ran for office, there was no ignoring him.
Having been raised by a chronic confabulator, I spotted it in Gabber the Butt almost immediately.
“He came to me, tears in his eyes, saying
Sir, sir, please!”
/barf
I’m sure he’s consciously aware of
some of the lies he spews. He doesn’t care. His ego positively
revels in getting away with saying whatever the fuck he wants.
But every so often, the quiet part slips out loud — and it becomes obvious that, inside his delusional, divorced-from-reality, festering rot-brain, he actually believes some of it.
Or believes that by merely
saying something, he has the power to make it true.
Nine long, revolting years of his nyeah-nyeah-nyeah pissant blather, and I’m still gobsmacked that so many people can’t see through it — can’t see the mendacious, spoiled little
enfant terrible squirming around behind that disgusting face.
/rawr_rant_froth_gibber_drool