Monday, April 13, 2026

Pirro Really Wants Bondi’s Old Job

And she remembers the “Central Park Seven.”* The Statue of Liberty with a shield over her face? And wings? I dunno; nothing in that picture makes any damned sense. So...no hurry, then?  Now, I would argue this isn’t a sign Trump is detached from reality. Being a sole proprietor is his reality. He’s never known anything else, except Daddy bailing him out.  He’s always existed as if he’s the only one who matters (and I know a lot of people like that, and they aren’t malignant narcissists), and he’s been able to make that work for him. He’s never had so much as a partner (a real one, a legal partnership where the other party is co-owner and operator). So he’s never understood government, and never will. 

Having won re-election with a GOP majority in both houses, Congress just gave him the reins. Remember when he said all Congress had to do was pass the OBBB, and they wouldn’t have to do anything else? He meant it. He wasn’t being autocratic. He has no concept of government, not even the governance of a corporation (which is NOT like government, no matter what the right wing autocrats say). He just thinks he’s the sole proprietor, so give him all he wants (the OBBB, with a massive budget for ICE so Miller can make all the brown people go away), and leave Trump to do as he pleases.

Yes, that is detached from reality, but it doesn’t have to be explained by dementia (Occam strops his blade in the background). It can be explained by stupidity and ignorance, qualities Trump has had in abundance for all his life. And an overwhelming ego that made him think he could be POTUS. “Man got to know his limitations.” Most of us do, or figure them out by the time we’re 70. Trump didn’t, and thinks he doesn’t have any. That’s not necessarily dementia; but it certainly is a specific kind of ignorance.

Is he suffering from dementia? Probably. That would explain some things. But dementia is tricky, usually seen in hindsight (I see now how my father’s faculties were failing to the brain tumor diagnosed a few weeks before his death. I think I see it going back for years before that, but how do I know?) In matters of failing mental faculties, one size does not fit all (my sister in law died of an organic brain disease. Her “dementia” was radically unlike my father’s, and different again from the church member I knew in Illinois, who died from Alzheimer’s. She knew who I was until the very end. He quickly forgot who his wife was.). Is Trump unable to cope with the responsibilities of the Presidency? Undoubtedly. That’s clear enough, and enough for me to work with.

I was never satisfied with the rump psychological diagnosis of Queeg. He clearly was unfit for his position. But was he mad? Or just broken? Either way, he had no business being a captain. In that sense, Trump is not unlike Nixon; or Queeg. Trump is only going to get worse; but that’s because he’s never going to come to terms with the responsibilities he’s agreed to take on. I suspect most of us couldn’t, either.

And that’s the problem. We recognize that; Trump doesn’t. And never will.



*Ask yer Grandpa! And git offa mah lawn!
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