Trumpy

Donald Trump has just declared himself fit for the next debate.

I don’t know what to say, except I guessed that he would. At the moment, the best way to anticipate Trump is to imagine the most ridiculous thing he could do in any given moment. That’s my conclusion, having done a lot of writing these past couple of days, thinking about the U.S. election. First piece is over yonder now, should you care to read it. It’s increasingly hard to keep up, let alone try to make sense of what’s happening.

Or, I suppose, the problem isn’t what’s happening as much as why it’s being allowed to happen. The American President has too much power, with nobody able to stop him when he is so clearly off the rails, perhaps on meds, more likely to be his own poisonous psychology, born in a different age when men were told it was weakness to appear ill. The result is now a man who thinks he’s beaten the virus and that “victory” makes him somehow better than Joe Biden, who took is a lot more seriously from the start. Last night he pure Mussolini and we know what happened to him…

It’s unsurprising that Biden has now extended his lead to 16 points in the latest CNN poll. I always thought Trump would lose in November but now we’re heading deeper into landslide territory. And justifiably so.

I’m aiming on watching the VP debate tomorrow night. It might actually be a relief to hear two politicians arguing in a proper debate format. I’ve written a piece of Harris for tomorrow. It remains one of those great unanswered questions is how she’ll fare against Pence. Her Senate performances have been so good, yet she was really punching under her weight in the Democratic debates, perhaps because the field was too crowded, perhaps because she was poorly advised. I don’t think it will change much but it will be interesting to see how the Biden/Harris arguments stack against whatever passes for the Trump manifesto.

In other news: more of a normal day. Nearly finished The Long Dark and looking for my next game. Noticed that Stellaris is under Game Pass and loaded it up. Intrigued by it but it’s got a steep learning curve, not helped by the fact that the tutorial has a bug that hasn’t been fixed. It sticks a whopping great roadblock to progress literally at the start of the game. I must have spent 20 minutes last night trying to do something before I resorted to the internet, only to discover that the thing it was telling me to do was already done in the lastest patch.

2 thoughts on “Trumpy”

  1. I’m really enjoying Greedfall. Stellaris is typical paradox, you will probably only “get it” after playing it for 100 hours. I did say I thought it would be a Biden landslide. I reckon Trumps plan is to breathe on Biden during the debate and hope he dies before election day. Now there’s a question for you, what happens if Biden dies before the election?.

    1. Looks for Greedfall on Game Pass and it’s not there. Stuck with Stellaris last night. I think it’s getting to 100 hours that will be my problem. I have no idea what I’m meant to do. The tutorial seems non-existent. Maybe the problem is the usual problem of translating a PC game to a console. I really find it hard to control. Perhaps too hard. I’ll stick with it a little longer but only after I’ve watched some Youtube tutorials.

      Good question regarding Biden but probably not as meaningful. Before: they replace him. After: they replace him. The politics around that aren’t as complicated as Trump where his death would raise his electoral chances as Republicans flood back to their party knowing the next President isn’t going to be crazy (but then: Tom Cotton). Either way, unless Dems propose somebody from the “radical left” (I’m learning to hate that phrase), this is still a Trump election and it’s increasingly becoming so, given his erratic behaviour.

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