I Can’t… Even…

'He really yelled at Alina': E. Jean Carroll lawyer describes Trump flipping out at lunchhttps://t.co/5pPHZXlJkB

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The attorney told Conway and Longwell, "And then you could kind of see the wheel spinning in his brain. You could really almost see it. And he said, 'Well, you're here in Mar-a-Lago. What do you think you're going to do for lunch? Where are you going to get lunch?'" 

Roberta Kaplan added that when she told him that his attorneys had "graciously offered to provide" lunch for her team, Trump blew up. 

The attorney remembered, "At which point, there was a huge pile of documents, exhibits, sitting in front of him, and he took the pile — and he just threw it across the table and stormed out of the room…. He really yelled at Alina for that. He was so mad at Alina." 

Kaplan went on to say, "He came back in, and he said, 'Well, how'd you like the lunch?' And I said, 'Well, sir, I had a banana. You know, I can never really eat when I'm taking testimony.' And he said, 'Well, I told you,' — it was kind of charming. He said, 'I told you, I told them to make you really bad sandwiches, but they can't help themselves here. We have the best sandwiches.'"

To what shall I compare thee? An errant child? No child is this bad. A broken man? You aren’t broken, you’re damaged. And no one to blame but yourself.

I’ll just leave you to yourself. That’s all you deserve.

Because you aren’t fit to be among people:

“He looks at me from across the table and he says, ‘See you next Tuesday,’” Kaplan told Conway. “It was like a kind of a joke again, like teenage boys would come up with, but again, I wasn’t in on the joke.”

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? No, not as legitimate as that.  “See you” = C U. “Next Thursday” provides the rest.

Not fit at all.