He cannot focus. He cannot listen. He has no empathy. He does not understand. He believes in the absurd. Repeatedly, he states he will not follow the rule of law. Nor will he abide by the constitution. He bristles at its limits. He argues its restrictions on police powers makes the US look weak. He has a man-crush on a dangerous dictator. He’s alienated an entire party.
In front of foreign leaders, the President has called him “unfit.” He invited a foreign power to breach American security. His reactions of rage result in incessant name calling. His big sale is a wall. Nude pictures of his wife (alone and with another woman cradling her) dominated the New York newsstands (and the internet); he said it was nothing to“be ashamed of.” He stereotyped Muslim women and then ignored the powerful hashtag they created in response. He attacked a fire marshal when a venue his campaign booked exceeded approved audience limits. He scatter-attacked without provocation many of his party’s Senators and his party’s Speaker of the House. He refused to endorse them and openly supported their challengers. This was just in first three weeks after he was nominated for President at the Republican convention.
Psychologists say he is a textbook case of “narcissistic personality disorder.” He appeals to conspiracists and single issue believers who have extreme, exaggerated views of power. He appeals to a violent fringe. He appeals to white supremacists. He blames women for sexual harassment. He sees bias against white men at every turn; the judicial system, in jobs, in the freedom to shot off their mouths without criticism. He calls those who he does not like—which means those who disagree with him–”disgusting” and “losers.” That also applies to every major institution in business and government. He dismisses critics, by saying “I don’t know him.” He lies. Especially about people seeking his favor. He once pretended to be his own press agent and gave his alter ego a name.
His supporters see him as exuding charisma. A leader with bold defiance. A leader for whom results are more important than consequences. They like the rush of his high risk behaviors. They love that he speaks face-to-face. They look past his rhetoric. They enjoy using their coping skills as a witness of forgiveness.
Ironically, Trump’s lack of empathy attracts the needy. His flat line indifference is read as he won’t reject me. For many, rejection is a bigger deal than acceptance. As a narcissist, Trump can’t accept criticism, but he will not reject admirers of any ilk. The wounded flock to him in droves. He provides them with relief. At his feet, they feel safe. Trump fights their battles by attacking those they fear—those who amplify their insecurities and self-doubts, those who make them feel guilty for their anger and uncomfortable in their hate. His wealth makes him special. His refusal to follow the rules makes him a hero. One man gave Trump his Purple Heart.
Trump puts down but never talks down. But his content doesn’t matter. His callowness is familiar. Trump is not scrubbed clean. He serves game with the buckshot still in the bird.
Donald Trump is now claiming the November election will be rigged.
When in trouble—or when he wants to make big trouble—Donald Trump has a three step process. It begins with an unaccredited assertion; an abstraction without parts he suggests is real.
He says he is “hearing” this, but never specifies the voices or sources. (In reality, he has no sources; his claims are noise: maligning gossip, fanciful exaggerations elevated by his restatement. For warning us about what he “hears,” he wants to be adored.)
Before the shock of his claim settles to ignite outrage multiplied by the media, he denies his role in its spread. He is only telling what he “hears” others saying. He informs us through misinformation he repeats, claiming the adulation of the messenger.
“I was viciously attacked.” Wrong! You were forcefully confronted by the power of grief in one American family of the sheer folly of your audacity to claim the constitution had to be abandoned and trampled for the sake of national security, as you constantly revised ways to restrict Americans and immigrants by religion and origin. The family confronted the twisted notion that taking away the freedoms their son died defending would “make America great.”
“You have a Kelly Ayotte who doesn’t want to talk about Trump, but I’m beating her in the polls by a lot.” Wrong! She’s tied in her race. You are down 4 points.
“I’m afraid the election is going to be rigged.” Really? One study cites only 31 instances of id fraud in one billion votes over 14 years. Perhaps the more common ballot fraud—used in Ohio to benefit Bush—is your real concern? Which states, how; details so we can certify your lost as true and real.
Through the campaign you said there was “nothing to be ashamed of” when a New York Tabloid put nude pictures of your wife (alone and with another woman cradling her body) on every newsstand in New York and every smart phone globally. No “vicious attack”? No “rigged”? (Think how his response tells what he thinks of women, and of his wife!)
Forget his taxes; Trump needs an MMPI (The Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory), the best test for crazy. An independent team interpreting the inventory. He wouldn’t pass a single scale.