The Former Presidency of Donald J. Trump, Volume XI: The Crypt Keeper Years

It’s not actually paranoia if someone is really out to get you

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https://twitter.com/ditzkoff/status/1363973930155933697?s=21

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Probably invited AOC.

Obviously we need to ask CPAC to uncancel that guy.

By the way why is there no Lib-a-palooza.

We hear about CPAC every year. What is the counter to that?

This is about Phenius Gauge, who famously had much of his frontal cortex damaged by a metal rod in a railroad blasting accident.

“The equilibrium or balance, so to speak, between his intellectual faculties and animal propensities, seems to have been destroyed. He is fitful, irreverent, indulging at times in the grossest profanity (which was not previously his custom), manifesting but little deference for his fellows, impatient of restraint or advice when it conflicts with his desires, at times pertinaciously obstinate, yet capricious and vacillating, devising many plans of future operations, which are notsooner arranged than they are abandoned in turn for others appearing more feasible.”

Gage was described by friends as “no longer Gage,” was incapable of resuming his job and was reduced to appearing (with his rod) as an exhibit displayed by P. T. Barnum.

I don’t know what’s up exactly with Trump’s brain, but it ain’t normal. It needs to be preserved for medical study.

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Trumpism continues apace in India.

Do India’s Cows Have Special Powers? Government Curriculum Is Ridiculed https://nyti.ms/2ORzpbt

Like the quoted passage above, this from Behave by Robert Sapolsky.

Something similar is seen in Huntington’s disease, a horrific disorder due to a thoroughly weird mutation. Subcortical circuits that coordinate signaling to muscles are destroyed, and the sufferer is progressively incapacitated by involuntary writhing movements. Except that it turns out that there is frontal damage as well, often before the subcortical damage. In about half the patients there’s also behavioral disinhibition—stealing, aggressiveness, hypersexuality, bursts of compulsive, inexplicable gambling.* Social and behavioral disinhibition also occur in individuals with stroke damage in the frontal cortex—for example, sexually assaultive behavior in an octogenarian.

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A liberal event would be nonstop arguments between the different factions.

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How about Netroots Nation?

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https://twitter.com/HenryJGomez/status/1364185179212963840?s=20

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It’s odd Trump never created a Parler account.

I heard he was demanding a chunk of equity in return for moving there

Interesting historical profile of a wealthy eugenicist and NY real estate “mogul”. The Rich Fool and the Race Scientist - by Gabriel R

Stokes’s racism was unapologetic, crass, vulgar, and hyperbolic and it was the foundation of a growing paranoid distrust of the political order. He saw himself as one of a dying breed—the last of the true Americans—who were being swamped by what he called “a foreign host with secret unions and their foreign customs, so this land and our country is governed by paddies, Italians, Poles. Russians, all of the lowest order, with their imported principles of chicanery, thievery, degeneracy—their polluted and rotten blood.” Corrupt politicians sought to lend the franchise to this degenerate host because they were demagogues. He split with his old family friend, Theodore Roosevelt, and his Bull-Moose Party in 1913 because he charged that Roosevelt accepted the political support of Mary Antin, a Russian-Jewish emigre, author, and immigration rights activism: “That cursed woman would dump on our shores hundreds of millions of the polluted blood, degenerate-bred thieves and robbers.” At best, he said, immigrants cared not a bit for the United States and sent their wages back home to the Old World, while, at worst, they were mostly criminals and the dissolute. To his anti-Semitism and hatred of Southern and Eastern European immigrants, Stokes added vicious anti-black racism. In the letter to Paxton, he shrugged off the “so-called Klu Klux Klan” as irrelevant, since “the [anti-black racial slur] here are more or less diseased, and if you or I could come back to America 200 years hence we would find very few colored people here, for they are breeding with the whites, especially the low down filthy alien Jews.” Against this tide of racial others, Stokes set himself. He fancied himself a great man of implacable will, and he attached his will, unapologetically and with obvious passionate interest, to his racist project. He set as the enemies of this project the masses, their leaders, and the entire corrupt political order. His only allies in this fight were the men he trusted—men like Davenport—and with regard to those men he would not remain objective or impartial; he was their partisan and champion. And, yet, precisely because of this Stokes made little mark, for he could not think beyond himself and his prowess into how he might make an institution of his prejudice.

In this regard, Stokes was completely unlike Davenport, for whom the appearance of objectivity was paramount, precisely because his life’s work was the transformation of his personal racism into a stain on the world his death could not scrub. Davenport sought always to express his racism first through bland statistics and numbers—to hide through the procedures of abstraction the hot venom that dripped from Stokes’s pen. He always marshaled carefully massaged evidence for conclusions he not only had never doubted, but that he simply could not conceive to be untrue. But more than anything, Davenport played the part of the respectable and sober man, the company man, the man of the existing order. He proposed to apply reason to the anarchy of sex, yes. In some hands, that might be a radical project. But Davenport proposed only policies, he promised, that would restrain society’s degenerate excesses, and never discipline its wholesome middle classes. It was always and only someone else’s freedom Davenport sought to curtail. Davenport was, after all, a man of the middle class, while Stokes saw a world populated entirely by magnates like himself and a horde of degenerate ditch-diggers and criminals.

The case I find most interesting like this is the Texas tower shooting

Ended up having a brain tumor.

Yeah I’ve heard anecdotal stories of people with brain tumors or something similar turning from ordinary caring people into violent, mentally/physically abusive assholes who estranged themselves from their families before eventually getting diagnosed.

It’s scary but it really does show how much simply comes down to brain chemistry. I should have empathy for someone like Trump for whom that’s undoubtedly the case, but instead I just want him to be humiliated and punished for being the way he is. Which is also probably a fluke of the way I’m wired. And so it goes…

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It makes perfect sense to me that a brain tumor could fuck you up. The part that is crazy to me is that while his emotional regulation went to hell, his ability to know something was wrong was still there and he still was an expert with a gun.

I generally write in all caps just like that, but what’s with the lowercase e’s? Disturbing.

…and on that note, the capital E in endorsement means he has the same random capitalization as in his dumb tweets.

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