Life under a narcissistic sociopath

Life under a narcissistic sociopath

In case you haven’t noticed, there hasn’t been a new post on this outlet for a couple of days. Even I, your friendly neighborhood librarian, needs a break now and then. And, relatively speaking, it’s been blessedly quiet this week.

Then this morning, Donald Trump went into a tweet rage over the estimates of Hurricane Maria deaths in Puerto Rico. He claims the numbers were inflated by “Democrats” (never mind that these are estimates put together by a university) to make him “look bad”.

As I said in regards to Serena Williams: It’s just so tiresome.

We have someone in the White House who is bereft of any human empathy. Even sympathy is foreign to him. Nothing matters except what affects him personally. He takes any slight as an existential attack. He is incapable of self-reflection and humility. He is a sociopath and a narcissist.

And writing about these facts eventually becomes droning. How often can one say that evil occupies the Oval Office? It’s self-evident. And saying this doesn’t move his committed followers. They revel in his evil. They are sustained by it. They identify with it.

Saying this also doesn’t move the political calculus of the Republican Congress. (Notice I didn’t say “hearts”. They have none.) It doesn’t move Republicans to put country before party. It, in fact, motivates them to secure as much filthy lucre as they can before the inevitable downfall.

Living under a narcissistic sociopath makes us all doubt our sanity. We witness actions which should engender opposition across the spectrum, but they don’t. Those who support him double down on their support, clinging to him as to a life raft. Those who oppose him scream in incredulity that the men in white coats haven’t come to take him away. We can’t fathom that the world’s last remaining empire is in thrall to this orange homunculus. That our fate is, at least for now, tied to his. The American Empire was bound to transition at some point; but an outright fall due to a jibbering moron was on no one’s bingo card.

It’s exhausting. It’s more than understandable to just throw up one’s hands and withdraw from it all.

And yet, we mustn’t. If only out of enlightened self-interest, the fight must continue. On purely selfish reasons, no one’s life will be better under Trump.

But, of course, enlightened self-interest isn’t what motivates most resistance. Fighting the evil that is this regime is the clarion call. The fact that it feels as if we’re slogging through a marsh makes the fight even more essential.

It’s tiresome. It’s exhausting. And it doesn’t matter. History’s call cares not if a thing is hard, or if you don’t feel up to the fight. It cares only if you answer it. So we go back into the fight, because it’s the only thing anyone decent can do.



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