As if your head didn’t already hurt from excessively toasting to a better 2018, the cold light of a new year may make you close your eyes tighter still.
While most of the rest of us review our year and resolve to do a little better, President Trump reviewed his first year in office, the worst of any president ever in the history of the Milky Way galaxy, and resolved to do still worse. That’s right: Trump has resolved to give us “full Trump.” The cleaned-up version we’ve seen so far was just the beginning.
It takes a true egomaniac to see that the repeated failures of his first term, headlined by that stupendously bad tax bill that he regards as his biggest triumph, were all the result of the few concessions Trump made to the reality zone. The remaining reality-zone remnants of the government will now be reconfigured by the departure of the few remaining reality-based aides into a full-blown hallucinatory Trumpland Oval Office Party. Now his florid personal whims will be given free-range roaming privileges to the emptying corridors of the White House. A real-life reenactment of the madness of King George running up and down the hallways with his dressing gown aflutter.
Just as the smallest crowds are the biggest and the richest Americans are the neediest, the worst of Trump is the best and he promises that we’ll be seeing more of it. How can this be?
It can be very simply. Trump, when unrestrained, always acts by instinct, and then he looks around to see where things stand. Where things stand now is that the Republican Party has completely capitulated to him, and now all that remains is the two-thirds of Americans who still regard him with unmitigated horror. Time for more instinct! Remember, a rotting fish instincts from the head!
Maybe this will further clarify things for the rest of us in 2018.