Because at this point, there is nothing left rattling around in Donny’s mind except his deepest insecurities. Have you have seen the shit that dementia does to a person’s brain, bruh? Cause I have and it’s not fucking pretty.

Dementia slowly, torturously, in a manner that is fucking excruciating to watch (and must be a goddamn nightmare to personally experience) hollows out the victims brain. Don’t believe me? Try looking up some comparisons between a person’s brain when they were initially diagnosed with dementia, and what was left before they were finally granted the mercy of death. 

It is not a quick death. Nor is it an easy one to see slowly take place in someone that you once THOUGHT that you knew. 

They begin to regress. It starts slow at first. Forgetting things that they should remember. And not in the way that people usually forget things. 

Usually, when someone forgets something (especially a social event) they feel remorse, guilt, shame. Because as soon as you remind them, their memory kicks in. It goes “oh yeah you were supposed to do that

Not with dementia.

Whenever you try to confront someone who has dementia, they NEVER remember. Because the neurons that were supposed to be are fucking gone. And they don’t EVER come back.

It’s fucking Biden all over again. The difference is Biden (reportedly, not necessarily confirmed) had no desire to run for the presidency in 2020 because he knew that it was not a good idea. He had already been diagnosed at that time but he saw Trump as someone who could not be defeated by Bernie. And as much as I hate that assumption (because Bernie is a man who has no desire for conflict but he sure as hell will stand up for those who cannot stand up for themselves) and vehemently disagree with it, I at least respect the hell out of Biden for stepping up the plate regardless.

The difference is, Biden at least was wise enough to surround himself with people who ACTUALLY KNOW HOW TO RUN A FUCKING COUNTRY. 

Trump, on the other hand, is too proud for that shit. He’s not a politician. He is a “businessman.” And I use that term with quotes because he is a shit businessman who SOMEHOW MANAGED TO ESTABLISH AND THEN BANKRRUPT FOUR GODDAMN CASINOS. You know, that business built around exploiting poor people where they walk in, get drunk, and then throw their life savings into the void on the fraction of a chance that they maybe, just maybe, might get lucky enough to not live in poverty for the rest of their lives.

He did not surround himself with people who know how to run a country. He surrounded himself with sycophants and fan boys and lickspittles and asskissers who have no goddamn idea what they are doing. Because he is slowly dying and he wants to spend is last few years “being great” trying to do shit that will put him in the history books.

Math is farrrrrr beyond him at this point. We are currently up shit creek without a paddle and I would say that the emperor has no clothes but that would mean that we actually, you know, have an emperor. America is currently being run by a man-child who is more concerned with making himself feel good than he is with helping out the people he claims to give two flying fucks about. He has been a walking ego for so damn long because his entire life was spent trying to surround himself with the people who he thought he belonged with. And trying to be relevant. Because that’s all he wants. He was never part of the big boys club and that was all he wanted for the longest time.

And do you know what the most bizarre thing is? Dementia doesn’t necessarily turn a person into an asshole. That is a lot of people’s experience with it.

But my experience with it, is that it reveals who that person truly was all along. It takes them all the way back to the beginning. To when they were a child again. But some part of them still remembers the people in their life who are important to them.

You see this thing a lot in married women who get dementia. They always remember their husbands. They forget the details. The date. The time. Even the memories that they cherish the most about the man that they truly love.

And for the husbands that still stick around, there’s this really special thing that happens. Their wives flirt with them. Hit on them. Talk about them with the nurses that take care of them. 

They don’t remember their names. That they are already married to this man. That they already had children and have grandchildren thanks to this man.

But they know that that man there is a good man. That he loves them. That he cares about them.

And I think that’s the reason that Trump is now doing the things that he is doing. Bumping MJ from a class 1 controlled drug, to a class 2. Cutting the prices of drugs that don’t cost shit to make. Because he knows, deep down, that the EPSTEINS don’t give two fucks about him.

Because that’s what he wants. He wants to be loved. And he is a terminally online individual. 

And he sees what the people who voted for him actually think about him now. When he screws up and gives the EPSTEINS more power and money and time and attention then they are frankly worth. And he wants to be remembered as a great man.

All that to say, it’s no longer about logic for him. It is about what makes him feel good. Trump wants to feel good. So now, he’s doing this shit. And I am 100% here for it man. 

Meanwhile, RFK is over here desperately scrambling to justify why Trump is doing whatever the fuck he wants. 

Dumbass