Trump is just a sad, fat, fading, demented old man living on a golf course in Florida

An eccentric orbit can only become more eccentric. In time, the orbit is either broken or collapses in on itself. Legendary pitcher Satchel Page once said, “don’t look back, something might be gaining on you.” But Donald Trump looked back, and sure enough, something was gaining on him, and it frightened him. That same old feeling as last time creeping over him again. That feeling that it is all slipping away again. Damn that Mike Pence! The feeling of needing to do something about it! Quickly, right now!

Across the street the Democrats have a new candidate filled with excitement and much enthusiasm. All of a sudden, the story isn’t about Donald Trump anymore! And so, Donald Trump does his best to return the spotlight to himself. Trump tells the crowd he doesn’t care how you pronounce Kamala. Because Donald Trump is a petty and disrespectful man and very scared.

There is a tendency to jerk the wheel to get the car back straight on the road. It’s easy to do too much and jerk the wheel too hard. And sometimes, doing too much can be worse than doing nothing at all. Donald Trump looks pretty good for a man of damn near eighty years old. Side by side on stage with Joe Biden, Trump looks visibly younger. Donald Trump is also a professional performer who knows how to emote for the camera.

But side by side, with a woman twenty years his junior. And Trump will appear that much older and there’s not a damn thing the Republicans can do about it to fix it. Republican were certain age was the key to victory and now it might still be, only not for them. So, the fear begins to set in. It’s a problem which cannot be overcome. The only thing left to do is to tell even bigger lies! Wow those bumpkins into submission until they are stunned into silence.

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Donald Trump is a narcissist and a media hound. He’s seen every poll and every news report. Trump is back to phoning Fox and Friends again, whether they like it or not. Seeking a public spotlight every waking minute of the day because Donald Trump is scared shitless. He’s been texting on Twuth Social like a squirrel on amphetamines.

He says, “I took a bullet for Democracy!” Like Donald Trump stormed Omaha Beach or something. But it’s the fear. He is begging, “Please elect me! Aw, come on please! I got shot and stuff. Please!” Trump speaks before a coven of Christian cone heads and promises them the moon. He supports their agenda 100% We should put the ten commandments up in public schools for them. But Donald Trump would be hard pressed to name all ten of those commandments, even while a participant in breaking most of them.

“Yeah sure, whatever you guys want! You can have two Sundays every week if you like.”

Then there is the unspoken Republican fear. The sneaking suspicion and worrisome fear Donald Trump has picked the wrong running mate. Seems the ticket of Trump/Kryptonite or Trump/Boat Anchor is doomed from the start. J.D. Vance isn’t much smarter than Sarah Palin. Only, Sarah Palin didn’t know anything, but she didn’t try to act like she did. J.D. thinks he’s smart but is too dumb to know when to shut up. Like spinning your wheels in the mud. The more you try doing it to get unstuck the more stuck you will become.

I call J.D. Mr. Kryptonite because Donald Trump could have made the same cat lady remark, and nobody would have batted an eye. But when Mr. Kryptonite says it! The whole world wants to scratch his eyes out. And he’s too dumb to shut up about it. He’s like a show runner at Disney, he’s going to argue with the audience about what they like.

Vance is a take no prisoners blustering bully type. The tough guy not afraid to fight it out. But mysterious are the arms of likeability. If they don’t like you, they don’t like you and that’s all that can be said about it. In the original pilot for “The Munster’s.” The part of little Eddie Munster had to be recast because the original was a snarling obnoxious little shit you wanted to back hand. Two little boys and only one is cute, and the other is an obnoxious snarling little shit head, both reading from the same script.

Donald Trump now feels forced to pull a rabbit from a hat every day. To hit a homerun on every at bat. Every speech must be even more extreme than the one before to blot out the fear. But that is an unsustainable path. What can Trump do for an encore? “I’m going to fix it where you won’t have to vote anymore!”

Good plan for rousing the opposition sir. It’s brilliant! Your statement won’t bring you one additional vote but will mobilize millions against you sir. Trump is just throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks. He is panicked with fear. For you and me, this is just another election of a lifetime, but for Donald Trump this is immediate life or death. If Donald Trump doesn’t win, it’s all over for him. The future is yesterday, and tomorrow is today. No more campaigns or elections, just an endless stream of court dates.

No more political future, just another sad old man living in Florida, just waiting on God to call.