I lost my voice once and took some steroids to get through a performance. I thought I was fucking Pavarotti all night and was itching to literally wrestle someone after the show. It was insane.

Now imagine a raging malignant narcissist who’s fantasy is that he is some...

....actual real life tough guy.

Now imagine that person fumbled into the presidency of the United States accidentally.

Now imagine he’s surrounded by sycophants who have gleefully traded 210,000 dead Americans for 200 judges, all telling him he is fine and big and strong..

....and tough and smart.

Even as he infects them with a deadly virus.

So now he is hopped up on his own narcissism, plus the Adderall, plus this concoction of experimental covid drugs, and is standing like fucking Mussolini meets Eva Peron on the goddamn White House balcony,

...so you tell me.

Should we be invoking the 25th amendment?