I'm not spending a whole lot of my life watching or thinking about Donald Trump but when I do, it's with more curiosity these days than anything else. He's starting to remind me the fleeing car in one of those police chases where you see the auto disintegrating — tires shredding, bumpers falling off — and you're just watching to see how long it's going to be before he crashes or gives up. His speeches are getting more incoherent, filled as some of them are with mystery words and demands that everyone feel sorry for the poor, abused zillionaire who's being treated worse than any of the great martyrs of history.
What I really don't get are the tweets…or I guess they're now called "truths" in the same reverse nomenclature that gave us a bald Stooge named Curly. You would think that even the stupidest person in the world — and I never thought Trump was that — would have some menial who would proofread them before sending. Or some built-in time delay where he writes them and has to wait two hours to post them so he or someone can ask, "Is it a good idea to send this?"
Someone with all the legal problems he has would (you'd think) have some lawyer check out his tweets/truths before transmission so they could advise him when applicable, "Hey, this one could conceivably be used against you in a court of law." Because some of them will be. And some of them, like when he gets a name wrong or confuses Jimmy Kimmel with Al Pacino just make him look sloppy and reckless. Is the man really so outta control that he doesn't care about such things? I've never thought he was honest but I thought he was smarter than this.