Donald Trump, and...

The Case of The Disappearing Tariffs!

Trump is psychologically twisted, morally misshapen--inescapably primitive to point that at least half the country (the half that is still has a scrap of reason and a minimal expectation of civility) still spends countless hours attempting to "understand" his words and actions. This “understanding” stuff is so 20th century…
What we haven't yet completely grasped is that attempting in any way to predict or explain the "reasons" or "motives" Trump has for one act or another is a total waste of time (though it does often makes for loud, predictable discussions on TV news shows).
In the late Twenties and Early Thirties, there was the same intense effort devoted to attempting to understand Hitler—it didn’t slow him down for more than a few minutes….

And yet, those of us who are not true-believing cult members are are still troubled with with these questions: “What did Trump mean when he said…?” What was Trump doing when he…?” Maybe we should all take Stanley Kubrick’s advice— just—“…stop Worrying and Learn to love the Bomb…” Self-lobotomize—drink some hard Seltzer, munch a few lotus leaves and watch cartoons.
And yet, still—many of us from Generation O (old people), because of our life-long struggles within an actual, working democracy and our quaint insistence on things being constitutional, still believe that we’ll eventually find our way back to something resembling the arc of the moral universe.

The question becomes: Who’s deluded here? Those of us who keep looking for democracy like it was a lost ball in a playground, or the phalanx of mindless greed-heads and thugs who are currently in charge?
Well, trouble yourselves no more with these fruitless questions! Merely understand that Trump was born without the common human component of civilized behavior; he is a straw man who will never get a heart, doesn’t even know that he doesn’t have

Look no further than Shakespeare’s Richard The Third…

"Deform’d, unfinish’d, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;

Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun
And descant on mine own deformity.

And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days."

Also, let us not forget: Every time Trump crashes the market for one seemingly irrational economic fantasy or another, he and his vile spawn make millions buying stocks at a low prices and selling them when--after he has backed away from his latest tariffs--they inevitably go up...
Maybe that is the only actual motive (if there is one beside the fun of just creating chaos for its own sake) behind all this tariff nonsense—to repeatedly defraud millions and make even more money; to get over on the chumps (Trump voters) and the university snobs and journalists who have the nerve to say that Trump has no clothes. Has anyone, in the entire history of our country, ever been a better position to—and then subsequently succeed at—manipulating the stock market?

Sadly, whatever remains of the people whose job it was to investigate the ethical violations of public officials, should be outfitted with court jester suits, given rattles, bells and silly pants. With Trump and his crowd in charge, there's no other reason for them to exist...

For a perfect script of how Trump’s world will unfold, watch Stanley Kubrick’s Dr. Strangelove. And try watching it sooner rather than later….