Nine instances of Donald Trump showing signs of dementia
But of course. Just so. Plain as day. And, of course, just as it did not matter (as long as Nancy was there to handle him and speak for him) that Ronald Reagan had Alzheimer's all through his presidency, so too it does not matter that Trump is in the final stages of senile dementia--from the point of view of the bankers and generals and arms merchants, it makes him just about the ideal, perfectly conscienceless, conservative figurehead.
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous.
The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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