All the King’s Horses and All the King’s Men…

…Couldn’t care less about putting the King back together again.

Petr Swedock

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Photo by Max Bender on Unsplash

It has long been clear that Donald Trump is wholly unable to summon the humility or even simple self-reflection, necessary to extricate himself from a process that had begun to overwhelm him some time ago. Simply put, he’s lost in maze of unacceptable choices and overwhelming feelings and has no idea how to get out.

I actually feel sorry for him. More so for the rest of us, though.

Many people assume Trump is in control, that he consciously chooses to act in the manner he does, creating havoc here to distract from the havoc he created over there. When, in fact, he’s likely caught between desperately needing and being quickly overwhelmed by the adulation and reaction as well as pinned against his own self-image which doesn’t allow him to be overwhelmed or needy. This is likely why he chose, first real estate, then luxury-item salesmanship and finally television: each of these things can be done in discrete, easily managed, elements. It’s probably why he plays golf, too…

The giveaway is the hair. His self-image won’t allow baldness and so he goes to incredible feats of styling and engineering (with likely a dose of chemistry for hold) to assuage his self-image. That he, it appears…

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Petr Swedock

An unwieldy mix of the sacred and the profane, uneasily co-existing in an ever more fragile shell. Celebrating no-shave Nov since Sept 1989.