Call Me Antifa

I thought about skipping the No Kings demonstration next week. We’ll be lined up along a major north-south route in a large urban area. It would be easy for someone with a machine gun to drive along the street and mow us down.

Then I thought about my father, who got on that boat in 1944 and dodged several U-boat attacks as he went to Europe to fight the Nazis.

Trump’s Brain

He’s evil, and always has been. He suffers from malignant narcissism. Rampant dementia is the new icing on this dreadful cake. 

If we want to look at the situation with eyes wide open, we must understand that we are now governed by a madman. 

Stop looking for the method in the madness. There is no method. Only madness.

Take the Comey indictment—one of very many examples. Most people understand that there are good legal arguments, there are so-so legal arguments, there are bad legal arguments, and there are legal arguments so lacking in merit that your lawyer will be lucky to escape disbarment if she makes them on your behalf.

For most people, the difficulty lies in applying this abstract understanding to a particular legal dispute. Is my lawyer’s position sound? Or is it only so-so? Are my chances of winning high, or are they only mediocre?

In Trump’s case, however, I believe his mental deterioration is such that he does not understand that some legal arguments are better than others. I believe he cannot ask himself the right questions because he has no notion of what the right questions are. To him, a good criminal case against Donald Trump is the exact same thing as an entirely bogus criminal case against someone else. To him, it’s only fair to respond with an eye for an eye.