Donald Trump is confused
I look out my home office window, watching the last of the warm summer rain gently fall. I think about the rain — the rain outside and the rain in Donald Trump’s brain. Yes, it does seem it’s raining cats and dogs in Trump’s brainstem. What will he say next? How will he embarrass himself yet again? The possibilities are endless.
Take Saturday. It was not precisely “Saturday in the park” for Donald Trump; it was more like “Saturday in the dark”, as his wandering brain came upon some seeds of potential thoughts that he quickly seized upon.. Trump was speaking in Wisconsin – when he started insulting — wait for it — older adults.
Musing about how age might affect one’s cognitive abilities,Trump announced that people in their 80’s are far too old to be responsible for what papers and documents they sign. This. Really. Happened. Trump is 78 years old. As I stare at the rain, a thought imprints itself: Does Trump actually KNOW how old he is?
This is a serious question. After all, his mental health is not good, and that’s putting it mildly. So how do we KNOW Trump is truly aware that he is only two years away from being in his eighties?
“What a weird thing to say,” someone commented. “Dude’s deranged.” Someone needs to get Donald Trump some help. Perhaps he thinks of himself as twelve or even five.
“Unfit.”
“Who’s going to call him on his age?”
“He flunked arithmetic at Wharton.”
I end with this. Donald Trump will keep on embarrassing himself until the election. He can’t help it. It’s his fate. Always the fool.
