The Worst

 He posted a video on social media for all to see of him wearing a crown and dumping "brown viscous liquid" on protesters. 

This is not allegory. 

He commenced tearing down a large section of the residence in which he is currently squatting. Not content to simply double-stick tape his ticky-taky gold ornamentation over hundreds of years of history, he has begun to tear up the nest he had been loaned to make it into some sort of ersatz South Florida resort. 

This is not a metaphor. 

This is a "person" who claims not to care what others think of him, but keeps himself insulated from any and all bad news to make sure his delicate ego does not get sullied by reality. 

This is not a case study. 

He is completely at peace with spending two hundred million dollars on a fancy ballroom that only he wants, and tossing forty billion dollars at Argentina while health care for the citizens of this country remains a sticking point, keeping the government closed.

This is not a "what-if" scenario. 

The only part of the cabinet meeting for which he can remain awake is the sycophantic roundtable praise of his dubious character and accomplishments. 

This is not a Saturday Night Live skit.

He continues to hide behind the thinnest veil of secrecy when it comes to his association with one of the worst pedophiles in our history. 

Not another episode of SVU. 

This is The Worst. 

And it's happening to all of us right now. Today.