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From TPM Reader WL …
My own feelings on this relate to experiences I’ve had in my past living with alcoholics. When you live with a drinker, you just never know what you’re going to wake up to every morning, you’re not sure what that phone call you have coming in really means, and you become very sensitized to nuances in behavior that in normal situations pass unnoticed. This was much like my experience with the Trump presidency; every morning you would wake up and while still in bed wonder what news lay waiting on your feeds to shock or amaze you, More importantly, given the erratic nature of his behavior, what was waiting for you could be very extreme, life-changing events that couldn’t have been predicted, Certainly nothing like living under Biden, whose evenness of temper and rationality would give fair warning of any sort of upheaval.
It’s a good thing he was such a coward. We could have had things far worse if he had guts.
From TPM Reader JRM …
Like you, I and my family have been largely unaffected in direct ways by the past 4 years. I’m white, straight, cis, and am retired with plenty of money. I haven’t had to deal with the cruelty and utter lack of concern for anyone not devoted to Trumpism in any direct way.
As a political junkie, the Trump years have been a long and painful shit-show, occsionally uplifted by his administration’s ham-handedness and general lack of skill causing more grandiose plans to crater spectacularly or, more commonly, just wither away as some new obsession took hold. But all that ability of mine to soldier on was predicated on his eventual loss in the 2020 election. And I followed every twist and turn of the election nearly obsessively.
From TPM Reader SR …
In the late summer of 1991, I was at the beach with my best friend from law school and another friend in the midst of an exhausted drunken bender following the bar exam. People who go through any kind of professional licensure or credentialing exam after a course of instruction, or, I suspect, a dissertation defense know the sense of complete mental exhaustion, the feeling of recovering from having one’s mind and body completely drained, that follows weeks and weeks of grueling, high-intensity cramming for a high-stakes, high-pressure, high-difficulty test. What follows isn’t so much celebratory as an almost sullen lassitude and very inward directed focus because the exhaustion is the herald of uncertainty about the immediate fugure (“did I pass?”) and momentous life changes ahead regardless.
Into this stew dropped the news of the coup by old-school Soviet hardliners against Gorbachev.

By now we know that the meeting between Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene (R-GA) and House Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy (R-CA) did not quite go as the Republican leader hoped.
From TPM Reader SK …
I’ll start with a tangent: I just learned that you were raised by a biologist. I’m an evolutionary biologist, some of my work is on reproductive behavioral ecology in primates. That evolutionary framework really helps understand Trump’s behavior, like you said! He barely behaves like a modern human (certainly an old testament human), more like a Gorilla or polygynous old world primate like a baboon where dominance is the only currency that matters.
From TPM Reader AG …
I loathed Trump from the first time I was aware of him. I have always despised bullies, and Trump was the ne plus ultra of bullies. When he won in 2016, I was distraught at what American voters had done, and what the future would hold. Although I could not have guessed the details of what lay in store, the level of damage, outrage and devastation he caused were in line with my worst fears.
From TPM Reader BW …
I remember very well your post from four years ago about living in the house of the abuser and how the abuser’s presence warps everyone else’s reality, because it so accurately reflected my own experience. My father verbally abused everyone and physically abused me, while my mother observed the abuse, normalized it, and made sure it got swept under the rug.
From TPM Reader MN …
My post Trump reaction is surprising. While I was aware of a pulsing anxiety that had thrubbed through my psyche over the past four years, I was surprised how quickly the absence of the daily barrage of twitter madness would change things. Both my wife and I noted the morning after the inauguration was the first time we had slept easily in years. On some level we had accepted the daily madness, but hadn’t realized it had damaged our ability to sleep and that we had been living with a bigger ball of anxiety than we had acknowledged
Now our discussions revolve around what must happen over the next 2 years to lance the possibility of future demagoguery. Things Trump has clarified for us …
We start with TPM Reader EB. These are in response to this post from yesterday.
On one level, my experience of the end of the Trump presidency looks much like yours. Twitter banning him brought about a rather unexpected peace and quiet. I was expecting him to find some other platform to whine on (like Fox & Friends), and I expected the media to cover that as they have done in the past, and I fully expected him to continue after the election either whining more about how he didn’t lose or hyping up a 2024 run. That I don’t have to hear any of this is a welcome surprise.