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POLITICAL INTER-LEWD


The man above is running around with his hair on fire, careering from one absolute no-kidding-I mean-it pronouncement to its almost immediate never mind TACO pull-back.  Today, he appears to be on the brink -or not!- of invading the Republic of Iran.  Journalists, commentators, policy makers, government leaders at home and abroad, and ordinary people like me are paying attention to this matter, as requested by our favorite - or not! - President  DONALD J. TRUMP. 

First, he tweets this. 

Then, as the deadline is about to expire, he tweets this.
Given the on-again, off-again mercurial character of our all-caps President, I thought it might be useful to re-post three blogs I wrote about him that might help to understand - or not! - what is going on and why. 


The first, Alma Matters, posted on March 2, 2019, recalls the President’s years at New York Military Academy in upstate New York.  His father, Fred, sent his 13-year-old son away on account of his unruly behavior, in the hope he would learn some discipline - or not!  The President’s exile tells us that his inherent lack of impulse control dates back to before he was a teenager.  His time playing cadet at school may also explain his attitude toward the men and women in uniform, whom he regards as his toy soldiers, soon to be deployed—or not!—to Iran or possibly Cuba or maybe even Greenland. 


The second, Wittgenstein, Bullshitters, and Malignant Narcissists, posted on April 8, 2019, deals with the President’s lack of interest in the truth and his malignant narcissism--an overlap of a narcissistic personality disorder with an antisocial personality disorder. As we watch the President spin out one self-aggrandizing wet dream after another about “taking the oil,” continuing to bomb a country he claims to have defeated “just for the fun of it,” renaming public institutions after himself, minting gold coins with his glowering likeness in violation of federal law, and signing Treasury notes with his Sharpie, these insights into his mental state might be clarifying – or not!


The third, The Iron Triangle, posted on July 4, 2025, explores the President’s insatiable appetite for corruption.  It’s been a long and winding – or not! - road from contractor-stiffing, red-lining New York real estate developer, to failed wannabe mafioso Atlantic City casino owner, to best pal of sex trafficking/money laundering Jeffrey Epstein, to apex predator:  the Grifter in Chief in the White House, with his unlimited opportunities to monetize the office via selling branded merch, engaging in crypto currency transactions courtesy of a neutered SEC, giving foreign policy-related insider trading tips to his friends and family, and sharing classified information with foreign enemies in exchange for future commercial developments—all done from the Oval Office with impunity (shout out to you, John Roberts)!


America's favorite President is a man of more mystery than Austin Powers.  Who knows what comes next?  Or even what just happened.  Perhaps this political inter-lewd will help to unravel a weave that only a stable genius like Donald J. Trump could make – or not!

Keep it real!  And thank you for your attention to this matter.  

Marilyn

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  1. AnonymousMarch 30, 2026 at 8:08 PM

    Well done. You simplified his insanity. God save us.

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