. . . in the past week , there's been
The National Prayer Breakfast
at which Trump called Thomas Massie a moron who "loves voting no"
and rehashed for the zillionth time the 2020 election, served up in a word-salad meander about his ego
and employed his signature usage of brand-burnishing third-person reference to himself to serve up a little totalitarianism with the faithful's hash browns, saying, "If you do say something bad about Trump, I will change my mind and I will have your tax-exempt status immediately revoked."
The standoff between Poland and post-America
in which US ambassador Tom Rose cut ties with lower-house-of-Parliament speaker Vlodzimier Czarzasty to placate the loyalty-demanding Very Stable Genius, who got hurt feelz because Czarzasty didn't support the nomination of the VSG for the Nobel Peace Prize
made by the same guy who did the airplane-dumping-poop-on-a-No-Kings-rally video a while back.
The revelation that
[t]he Trump administration asked Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumer, D-N.Y., for the Washington region’s Dulles International Airport and New York’s Penn Station to be named after President Donald Trump in exchange for releasing the federal funds required to build a long-delayed tunnel between New York and New Jersey, multiple sources told NBC News.
Guess the Kennedy Center and the Institute for Peace didn't satiate his appetite for self-glorification.
Dizzying, I know. But do not become inured. This is way outside the parameters of anything we could define as having experienced before.
