My heart swells with schadenfreude these days, but it’s never quite full. At least when it comes to Grampa Rage Diapers.
In a new New York Times report on Donald Trump’s shambolic presidency and his lack of motivation when it comes to, well, anything having to do with being president, a couple of items stood out.
No. 1: The guy who’s already been impeached for abuse of power and has been frequently accused of using the Department of Justice as his personal brownshirt brigade wanted to find and prosecute whoever leaked to the press about his recent, widely ridiculed “bunker inspection.”
Mr. Trump has also become consumed, once again, with leaks from the White House, demanding that officials find and prosecute those responsible for information getting out about his trip to the bunker beneath the White House during unruly protests. And while he has shown enthusiasm for resuming his trademark rallies, he has not seemed excited about the possibility of governing for four more years, people close to him said. He has set up villains to blame if he loses — China’s mishandling of the coronavirus, the shutdown of the economy, and Democrats who he has told advisers will “steal” the election from him.
Correction: Democrats will take the election from him. Stealing is what Russia did the last time around.
And this part brought a single briny tear to my perpetually twitching eye:
Inside the White House, some staff members described the president as lonely, with few people he enjoys talking to, and several staff members said morale was at its lowest point since the early weeks of the administration.
Meanwhile, Trump appears to be tired of anything having to do with being president, because it’s not all rallies, parades, and chocolate cake with brutal dictators.
It was only in April that the seriousness of the twin health and economic crises caused by the coronavirus fully set in with Mr. Trump, several current and former aides said, adding that they were no longer confident he was enthused about presiding over the difficult task of pulling the country out of a recession, with few moments of glory.
Yup. Being president during tough times is, predictably, tough. That’s the job. I don’t want it. Most of us don’t. But he has it … and he could not be a bigger fuckup if he were the Crown Prince of Fuckupistan.
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