Trump's Grandiose Delusions

Years ago I had a distant relative, now deceased, who suffered from grandiose delusions. In his younger years, it seemed like it was merely a case of a grossly inflated ego (he was convinced of his own superior intelligence). As he got older, that morphed into a belief that he was the object of every woman's desire (trust me, he wasn't). Eventually, he had a full psychotic break, replete with delusions of his own divinity.

Sound familiar?

Never, ever in my wildest dreams did I imagine such a person would occupy 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. One might think Trump voters would begin to question their own political judgment, but . . . I'm not exactly holding my breath for that to happen!