The only skill Donald Trump has, or has ever had, is barking enough nasty racist sexist things to convince enough misfits and halfwits that he speaks for them. Oh my god, what a roaring guffaw that one is.

In spite of inheriting everything he's ever had from his lying crooked grifting asocial racist father, including being a lying crooked grifting asocial racist (well, plus a violently-creepy sex offender, as well as, it seems likely to turn out, a child-rapist), he has convinced the information-impaired that he is a business success instead of a deadbeat joke, and that he is doing something other than looting with both hands, which is all he has ever done, and is now doing on an unprecedented scale.

He's sinking now, even among his coalition of the astonishingly-dim, because he is so completely, shamefully, alarmingly ignorant and inept that he leaves even his idiotic followers with nothing to cling to——the emperor isn't just naked, he also appears to have been lobotomized.

Trump seems fully in the grip of wandering angry dementia now, but he was repulsive from the get-go. Never once has he taken responsibility for anything. Ever. Never once has he not lied and welched and lied and scammed and lied. Never. Blaming, dodging, cheating, hurting others are in his DNA. They are his DNA——there's nothing else there.

I have said since he crawled out of Queens in the 1970s, all you had to do to figure out his game was look at that smarmy braggart's ludicroushair. There's a whole psychology textbook perching up there.

If you didn't realize immediately that he was going to spend the rest his life grifting you, all I can do is congratulate you on your perspicacity, and wish you the best of luck in your future career, Patsy.