by Noah
Narcissists can't shut up. It's a weakness they are incapable of recognizing. Whether through endless tweeting, blabbing so much they can empty a room, or whatever, their fears about themselves lead them to crave not just attention but some kind of validation they will never have. In the case of The Diaper Don, he has even created his own social media platform and stays up all night and tweets away, after a full day of doing the same. Each tweet reveals more about himself, not his target, and he has no idea. Of course not, he's a narcissist.
When I was in elementary school, in the 5th grade, we had a kid who fit the description. He loved to cast aspersions on his fellow students and their answers to our teacher's questions and often, everything the teacher was attempting to teach. Our teacher would eventually move him and his desk out into the hall where he just kept on kept talking. Eventually, his parents came up with a solution. They enrolled him in a private school. In retrospect, it was kind of like when the Catholic Church moves the bad priests to a different diocese. The new environment changed nothing. In the 7th grade, we all heard that he had been institutionalized. It's a shame Diaper Don's parents didn't do the same with their narcissist. Our world would still be messy but we would have one less total madman, the worst one, in our lives.
We're only a few days into this particular Trump trial and his acting out with words and glares and smirks is an exhibition of a man who thinks he's smarter and more important than everyone else in the room and every other room. He attacks the judge like that 5th grader. It's not doing him any good. He may be found guilty. He may be acquitted. But the whole thing reminds me of another man no one ever said no to, another man who always found the doors not only didn't have locks, they were always opened wide for him. He was a star. He could do whatever he wanted. One afternoon, that particular man even got in a white Bronco and led dozens of police on a joyride shown live on nationwide TV. This one thinks he's the president of The United States, makes himself up to look like the freak he is, and carries around a pile of papers he delusionally thinks give him the validation. He whines that he is not allowed to speak but there he is at the end of every session endlessly speaking the gibberish for which he is perhaps best known. He walks out of court each day to serenade us with his imaginary accordion. Then he's whisked off to one of his homes instead of the rubber room where he belongs. And by the way, the day that's just been concluded marked the fourth anniversary of his telling us all to stick a UV light up our asses and inject some bleach. 74,000,000 Republicans gave their approval with their votes. And you think you can even talk to these people?Â