What if he is the mirror that reflects back to us a terrifying image of our society?
At some point, Trump will cease bathing. He will stay in bed all day in a locked room yelling at the TV and tweeting. The White House is a bunker now. The rest of us should be grateful to Twitter for providing an alert system for this man’s gradual collapse.
Should a man so incapable of controlling himself in moments of stress be anywhere near the nuclear trigger — even if it isn’t really a button to be pressed, as he claimed in one of his ill-informed tweets just this week?
The parsimonious explanation, of course, is that Trump’s mine-is-bigger tweet is nothing more than another expression of his own juvenile tendency toward one-upsmanship.
At the end of the day, the bedrock question remains unanswered: do the Americans want a new deal on NAFTA or not?