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4 thoughts on “Gone Crazy

  1. I had a fever dream that Trump gets pissed enough at Putin for not making Trump look good (and also sees a way to turn the table around, negating whatever skeletons Putin holds over Trump’s head), and so Trump unleashes some of America’s fury at him in Ukraine. A back-footed Putin gets rattled (but only because his military is already so decimated), that the nuclear war threat isn’t on the table, and he pulls out of (most of) Ukraine (he likely wouldn’t leave entirely). But of course, I realize that, like you said, Trump doesn’t have the backbone and Putin wouldn’t rattle easily. Plus, an emboldened Trump who gets a whiff of military might isn’t an outcome I’m comfortable with, either.

  2. Of all the things to be worried about in Mar-A-Lardoverse, and there are too many to catalog in any one post or comment, two that I worry most about seem sort of nebulous in comparison to the rest (e.g., highly classified info floating around). First is Trump’s sudden willingness to deny his own self-declared omniscience. He’ s always done this when it comes to anyone he’s previously engaged with and/or elevated who then gets into trouble, and all of sudden Trump barely knows or never met the person any longer. But now this is spreading to his own behavior and sphere where he seems (and so far it has generally proven out) willing to offer up excuses like “this is the first I’m hearing about that” or “I don’t know anything about that,” or “you’ll have to ask Howard about that.” I don’t think these sort of supposedlty out-of-the-loop confessions come naturally to Trump, so they raise whatever hair’s remaining on the back of my neck when they occur. In many ways, they feel worse than even the common outright lie, because it’s either too big to bother trying to lie about, or he just can’t be bothered, despite it coming so naturally.

    But is also worrying to see Putin go out of his way to embarass or humiliate Trump, for no apparent reason (at least to me). I acknowedge that a little dick swinging may be par for the course at Big Beautiful World Autocrat Club, but given that Putin’s never had an oranger goose in the White House, it’s hard to reconcile his gratuitous potshots at Trump. I can only guess he doesn’t have much tolerance for being out-maniaced.

    But so I can be spared my own humiliation on behalf of a President I loathe, I suggest he take his own advice about the Qatar Flying Bribe if he wonders if Putin’s gone crazy — if they give you a disputed region or Baltic state, you say thank you — as H has said her. And hopefully that will put an end to the high school head cheerleader laments over social media. Have we already forgotten the embarrasment of “Vlad, STOP!” That STILL makes me cringe.

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