Look — Tangerine was never a remotely good public speaker.
He’s always been… a “word salad” man, just tossed vigorously — with lots of fatty white dressing.
But (having sped through his 90 minutes, 16,000 words of… gibberish), I must say — both John and I think he may well have been… concussed, by the bouncing weight of four agents on his head and scalp….
And at his age… this could rapidly… deteriorate — in permanent fashion.
Much of what he said was unintelligible… and what was on the surface understandable… was littered with non-sequiturs.
Tangerine should now deeply fear a return debate date — against Kamala Harris this time (if that’s where this weekend’s cards fall).
She will… bury him.
And… John is also correct — from here on… Trump’s gonna’ look and sound… like your pop-pop.
The GOP was idiotic in stoking a narrative of disarray and “confusion” as to the Biden camp — now they face an opponent who will win over Baby-T — by 12 to 15 points, in the general — in Veep / Pres. Harris.
Reap the whirlwind, boys.
Out.
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