The Trump psychodrama is a thing to behold: his mind is a complete mess. He will say anything to try to get himself out of trouble but only gets himself in more trouble. He is clearly paranoid as well as untruthful–and I doubt he knows where the one ends and the other begins. He is petty, thin-skinned, impulsive and basically absurd; he acts like a spoiled child. And yet he is running for president. And I can’t stop thinking about him.
It’s hard not to be obsessed by recent American politics. I try not be, but I fail. Every day I have to keep my eye on the news. Clinton’s recent illness terrified me. Trump’s support seems horribly solid, no matter what he says or does. I do thoroughly approve of Colin Kaepernick’s protests, though.