A woman loves to help her friends decorate their homes. She has a book of plans for her own house. One day her husband gets an inheritance and decides to make her plans reality. He whisks her away for a vacation while her freinds/family redo the house. They rid of all the old, ugly furniture and replace it with exactly what she has in her dream book. When she steps in the place everyone expects her to be surprised, but she doesn’t notice. In her mind the house always looked the way she dreamed.
I think Trump is that level of delusional. No matter what you said to him, it would just prove he was right.
I think he ingrains his lies and just keeps telling himself they are true. You do that enough and only the most traumatic to your psyche are still indistinguishable from lies. So I do believe he thinks he is smart, the most popular person ever, the best deal maker, etc. But you can tell what lies he hasn’t fully been ingrained and ause they still bother him, like the 2020 election.
There’s a Kurt Vonnegut story.
A woman loves to help her friends decorate their homes. She has a book of plans for her own house. One day her husband gets an inheritance and decides to make her plans reality. He whisks her away for a vacation while her freinds/family redo the house. They rid of all the old, ugly furniture and replace it with exactly what she has in her dream book. When she steps in the place everyone expects her to be surprised, but she doesn’t notice. In her mind the house always looked the way she dreamed.
I think Trump is that level of delusional. No matter what you said to him, it would just prove he was right.
I think he ingrains his lies and just keeps telling himself they are true. You do that enough and only the most traumatic to your psyche are still indistinguishable from lies. So I do believe he thinks he is smart, the most popular person ever, the best deal maker, etc. But you can tell what lies he hasn’t fully been ingrained and ause they still bother him, like the 2020 election.