Every word. But don’t forget, most of our politicians these days have the same flaws: Their ability to look past the suffering and only think about themselves.
Trump lies about everything because everything is branding to him.
War is branding. Faith is branding. The flag is branding. The dead are branding. The poor are branding. Even truth is branding, not something to be found, but something to be manufactured, deployed, and abandoned when it stops performing.
He does not see the world as something to understand. He sees it as something to manipulate until it reflects admiration back at him.
That is why he can stand beside suffering and talk only about himself.
Why he can watch catastrophe unfold in real time and think first, and last, in terms of optics.
Why he can threaten whole nations, millions of lives, generations of consequences, as if he were announcing a new hotel opening.
Why the bereaved mother at the podium is a prop. Why the soldier’s coffin is a backdrop. Why the disaster zone is a photo opportunity he resents having to attend.
He is not merely immoral.
Immoral implies a relationship with morality, a knowledge of the line and a choice to cross it.
He is something emptier than that.
He is a man for whom the suffering of others has never once interrupted a single thought about himself.
And that is not incidental to why empire chose him.
Empire does not need its figureheads to be evil in the complicated, motivated sense.
Evil has convictions. Evil can be argued with.
What empire needs, in its late and rotting stage, is a man with no interior life, someone who will sign anything, threaten anyone, perform any cruelty, because performance is all there ever was.
The emptiness is not a bug.
It is the qualification.