If you could get inside the brain of Donald Trump what would you find? First there would be the over-the-counter thoughts in the front of his cerebellum that he truly believes to be the truth, and then there are the backstage (subconscious) thoughts he won’t admit and perhaps doesn’t truthfully believe himself---but nonetheless are.
Hillary Clinton recently described Trump as a dangerously unstable personality and while she herself could be a subject for a psychiatrist’s couch (an overachiever who plays fast and loose with the truth when it suits her).
Trump’s compulsions are more overt and cavernous (bigger and less secreted).
Trump apparently ran his campaign in the beginning not seriously thinking he would become the nominee although he would deny this. It could have been simply a chance to show off and draw attention to himself and raise issues he thought were important (i.e. government is crooked). Trump in fact might have been as surprised as everyone else at the figurative krill-like upwelling in the oceanic currents of his own success, and the feeding frenzy he attracted (he would deny he was surprised and perhaps doesn’t truthfully believe he was).
In any pathology the ability to deceive oneself is paramount. If you believe in it it isn’t a lie (not to you—even if it is to everyone else).
Part of Trump’s dysfunctionality is in the idea the world is whatever I say it is, the inability to reflect, to admit doubt, to admit mistake, to admit anything. This is not uncommon enough. I myself had relatives who would fly into a rage if you had a political opinion they didn’t like and make an ugly public scene and try to rub your nose in it----- and they considered themselves intelligent people.
Even intelligent people can be closed-minded. Usually it’s fear that drives them, a flight from perceived failure, or inadequacy, or some kind of void (lack of family love whatever).
Trump saw running for office as a “gig,” much like being on a TV show. In the beginning.
His compulsion with the words “winner” and “loser” are revealing, for any person (not just Trump) who uses the same words over and over, who has an idea-fix about them, is showing a kind of pathology though he wouldn’t recognize it as such.
What is it about winning and losing?
The first indication is Trump considers running for office to be a game, like a football game with a scoreboard and a time clock. Just like making million dollar deals is a game. A winner makes millions of dollars. A winner wins an election.
What is a loser? Let’s say you’re a loser. What have you lost?
We’re all born naked. We make our way through life and die. Most of us die and become naked again (morgue/mortuary) until ready for burial. We don’t take anything with us except the clothes we’re buried in (Pharaoh in ancient Egypt tried to take money with him but it was robbed or wound up in museums).
So what have I lost if I’m a loser?
What is winning?
For Trump like many middle-class Americans, winning is simply the crass smug satisfaction acquisition of material possessions (things) and money-----or the more twisted form-----money, material things and also/also power and attention.
This infects many politicians and corporate boardroom thugs.
So we can summarize that you and I and Trump were all born naked in a hospital and we all learned to wear clothing and we all went to school and the only things that make Trump a winner and you and I and anybody Trump dislikes losers----is that he has more money and things and people have heard of him when a lot of people have also heard of Lee Harvey Oswald----thanks to an electronic box (television).
There really isn’t much difference between winning and losing. But there is to someone who equates life’s journey as well as holding public office as a game, a contest of validation that establishes personal worth rather than merely popularity (the beliefs and delusions of voters).
Much has been said about Trump’s constant obsessive bullying habit of ridiculing people by calling them names like “Slow Jeb Bush,” and “Little Marco (Rubio),” and “Liar Ted,” and “Crooked Hillary,” and “Pocahontas,” and on and on, and you can determine for yourself if you want someone this petty to have his hand on the nuclear trigger.
There is also acting tough and in fairness to Trump Hillary does it too.
I don’t know about you, but personally I’ve been around tough guys all my life. Those who brag constantly about how tough they are, usually, when the sh’t hits the fan, they’re the first one to scream for their mother.
Psychologically then, a bully by definition is a coward because he seeks out someone (he perceives) as weaker to dominate. A bully is also unable to handle criticism with restraint.
To a person who has pushed reality beyond acceptable limits, an election isn’t simply a matter of packaging yourself to voters more cleverly, or getting lucky being the right person at the right time, or successfully lying to voters better than others, or voters being stupid----it’s a referendum on personal worth, the very soul of what all human beings value---but in this case grown monstrous beyond rationality.
Or as they used to say, you’re “Too big for your britches.”
Someone who is running scared has to brag and then has to lie that he doesn’t brag.
Again in fairness, there’s perhaps a little bit of Trump in all of us. All of us seek validation. But when a person is unable to express human forbearance, when “attack attack attack,” and when “bombast, bombast, bombast,” when pathologically repeated, the same behavior and sayings and insults over and over----this in the public arena is cause for concern.
Or in other words as Saturday Night Live comics will no doubt say, “A one-trick pony.”