The most worrisome moment for me in a very ominous week was not President Trump’s bizarre rant about crowd size, his bogus claims about election fraud or his moves toward bringing back torture, blocking refugees and provoking a trade war with Mexico.
The most troubling moment was when he spoke about the weather.
“It was almost raining,” the new president told CIA workers in Langley, recounting his inaugural address, “but God looked down and he said, we’re not going to let it rain on your speech. In fact, when I first started, I said, oh, no. The first line, I got hit by a couple of drops. And I said, oh, this is too bad, but we’ll go right through it. But the truth is that it stopped immediately. It was amazing. And then it became really sunny. And then I walked off and it poured right after I left. It poured.”
Really sunny? I was there for the inaugural address, in the sixth row, about 40 feet from Trump, and I remembered the exact opposite: It began to rain when he started and tapered off toward the end. There wasn’t a single ray of sunshine, before, during or after the speech. Was my memory playing tricks on me?
I watched a time-lapse 360-degree video of the inauguration: Not a single break in the clouds. I checked with my colleagues Jason Samenow and Angela Fritz of the Capital Weather Gang, who provided me the satellite images from before, during and after the address: a mass of unbroken cloud cover over the entire Washington region. They showed me the radar images: a band of rain approaching just before Trump’s address, crossing the area while Trump spoke, then departing to the east as he finished; there was no “pouring” after he left.
I rehash this weather history because it’s not subject to debate. This is tantamount to Trump declaring black is white or day is night. It was overcast, and he declared that it was “really sunny.”
This disconnect from reality is my biggest fear about Trump, more than any one policy he has proposed. My worry is the president of the United States is barking mad.
Last summer, observing a series of Trump falsehoods that were easily disproved, I wrote that these may not be deliberate “lies,” that Trump “may not be able to tell fact from fiction.” He didn’t just spout conspiracy theories about Muslims celebrating in New Jersey on 9/11, or about a U.S. general who executed Muslim prisoners with bullets dipped in pig blood. He often claimed he never said or did things contradicted by his own previous words and actions: that he didn’t “know anything about David Duke,” that he “never mocked” a disabled reporter, that he opposed the Iraq invasion “loud and strong” from the start, and so forth.
“More than anyone else I have ever met,” Tony Schwartz, Trump’s ghostwriter for “The Art of the Deal,” told the New Yorker’s Jane Mayer at the time, “Trump has the ability to convince himself that whatever he is saying at any given moment is true, or sort of true, or at least ought to be true.”
My Post colleague Jennifer Rubin, a conservative blogger, picked up on this theme in an important post this week, recalling Sen. Ted Cruz’s (R-Tex.) description of Trump as somebody who “doesn’t know the difference between truth and lies” and “his response is to accuse everybody else of lying.”
Rubin raised the prospect that Trump might eventually need to be declared unfit to serve under the 25th Amendment if he can’t “separate what he wants to believe and what exists.”
That’s why his assertion that it was “really sunny” during his inaugural address is so terrifying.
That’s why it’s unnerving that Trump not only decided that he saw 1 million or 1.5 million people watching his inauguration but also that he pressured the head of the National Park Service to support his fantasy.
That’s why it’s frightening not only that Trump embraces the fantasy that millions voted illegally but also that he supports the falsehood by citing a Pew Center on the States report that says nothing about voter fraud — and by claiming pro golfer Bernhard Langer was turned away from voting in Florida while other, suspicious-looking people were permitted to cast provisional ballots. Langer, a German citizen, can’t vote in the United States, and it turns out he witnessed no such thing.
When Trump caused international havoc with tweets about China, North Korea and others, there was speculation that he was pursuing the “madman theory” to unsettle adversaries by making them think he’s crazy.
He’s doing such a convincing job of it that I worry that being a madman isn’t Trump’s theory but his reality.
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Hi consider this your blessing from a certified forever GM, to please make your TTRPG characters Mary Sues.
Listen if you spend enough time in the hobby you will inevitably get people turning up their nose, saying you need to make your PCs “realistic”. These people are wrong! Especially when it comes to DnD. There’s nothing wrong with tropes but after a while all the human fighters who used to be in the army, and elf wizard trying to live up their family legacy start to blur together.
The same cannot be said for the diamond-skinned demi-goddess cleric who started her prayers with “Hey mom, it’s me”; the self-described “slutty pyromaniac” tiefling sorcerer; the ranger who wanted to domesticate an army of rats and declare herself “queen of the sewers”; or the slightly macabre mushroom druid who became a sheepgirl while trying to cast “trans your gender”.
There is literally only one hard-and-fast rule in D&D character creation, which is one of basic courtesy to the DM and others–you have to create a character who, for literally any reason at all, would join an adventuring party.
(Like I said, this is basic courtesy; nothing is worse than the player who, when the DM introduces a plot hook, responds with “but why would MY character care? why would I get involved in this monster attack? MY character would just let the town guard handle it!”
The answer to “but why would my character want to get involved?” is “Because you’re not the only player at the table, and you’re not the main character in a novel.” Pulling the session to a grinding halt around your character’s…lack of interest in the entire game….is rude and unfair. This is a team-based game, and an understood rule of conduct is that you are going to be playing a character who will–reluctantly perhaps, warily certainly, out of fear or self-interest by all means, but will nevertheless–join forces with the rest of the group and have some form of engagement with the plot)
And get this.
The vast majority of players snottily talking down to the actually interesting and engaging character concepts for not being “realistic” enough? They violate that one rule all the fucking time. A lone-wolf jaded rogue sitting by themself in the corner might be “realistic,” but if they keep no-selling plot hooks and refusing to engage with the plot because “it would be out of character”, then they’re not a good character for D&D and their players should have made a better one.
Literally the only law of character creation is to make a character who will in some way, shape, or form engage with the fucking story.
Make characters who are INTERESTING and ENGAGING and FUN TO PLAY and yes, don’t let assholes ruin your fun, but also: You are probably objectively better at this than they are and you deserve to keep that in mind.
NEVER take character criticism from people who only have one rule they’re expected to follow and still can’t figure it out.
Sometimes the only reason something happens is because otherwise there wouldn’t be a story and that applies to your d&d character too
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what is life if not crab persevering
Energy company has got some sass
This is the best summary of the corporate deflection of blame for environmental destruction onto the consumer to save face I’ve ever seen
capitalism ruined art and entertainment
Keep reblogging this it’s shaming them into prolonging shows
😒 stop cancelling the good shows!
So Captain Marvel is really out here married to 007, huh?
Carol: what do you mean you have a license to kill?
Maria: our daughter’s away at college and you’re in space 7 months out of the year, what the fuck was I supposed to do with my time, Carol?
peter parker: hey captain carol look at this cool picture of me on this pride flag!
carol: wow that’s cool man
peter parker: yeah! i took it on the anniversary of gay marriage being legalized!
carol:
carol:
carol: the anniversary of WHAT BEING LEGALIZED
peter parker: gay m—-wait where are you going????
carol, flying out the window: LOUISIANA
*frantic knocking on Maria’s door*
maria, opening the door: what the f-
carol: GAY MARRIAGE IS LEGALIZED
maria:
maria:
maria: i know???
carol: and you didn’t dO ANYTHING ABOUT IT????
maria: fury didn’t let me use the pager
doctors in the 19th century really were like maam i diagnose you with woman
Doctors today are still really like ma'am I diagnose you with woman





