So I had work to do and Trump had just started taking questions.
Before I post any of that, I just want to pause to reflect on how batshit crazy this performance by the POTUS was today. I know we measure Trump by his own standard, but this is a case where we should not indulge in grading him on a curve. He was inarticulate, rambling, at times angry and others just mumbling to himself.
Most of all, he was just pathetic. The entire event seemed to be driven by a desperate fight against reality — why don’t people love him like he loves himself? Why can’t people appreciate how great a job he is doing? Why do people focus on the bad things ICE does instead of the bad people they catch? Why didn’t he get eight Nobel Peace Prizes for his first year in office?
He was an old man crying out to the world why don’t you love and respect me like you should???? Why don’t you acknowledge my genius????? Why do you make fun of me and my hundreds of pages of accomplishments???
What I saw was an old man who had seen some data that punctured his MAGA bubble and convinced him what he is doing is actually really unpopular. The Ghost of Christmas Present in the form of memes about being given a Nobel Peace Prize maybe? Red polling data? I don’t know.
But he seemed depressed and pissed off, convinced of only people would list to HIM then they would understand how brilliant his first year is been, how right he is about everything.
I mean, he literally reflected on his mom taking him to little league baseball and telling him he was so good he would be a major leaguer one day. He couldn’t be bothered to say Renee Good’s name but seemed most troubled that maybe her dad wouldn’t like him anymore because she was killed. That level of public self-soothing.
Pathetic old man is the phrase that came to mind over and over watching him. The kind of ramble you might hear from a lonely, anngry, abandoned grandpa in the corner of the old folks home, except this one has a giant megaphone and nuclear codes.