Somebody slipped him twenty bucks at a fundraiser?
Piss-poor status symbol. Imagine not having a pot to piss in.
What happens when one hides all ads that show up in the stream of posts on Facebook? The algorithm gets confused and starts sending far out stuff. Today’s ad from the Trump Nation marketing a lemonade stand with a mission is an example.
WHAT A MISSION! “Supporting our borders.” We’ve gone from Atlas carrying the earth on his shoulders to “He’s got the whole world in His hands” to supporting borders instead of soldiers. Total Fiction. The triumph of the idea. Idealists, just as Plato described them.
‘Tis a Bill Maher designation. But appropriate.
He’s still a sad creature. Imagine a parade in the rain. Will he know how to operate an umbrella?
One of the “tells” for the instinct-driven is their aversion to and misuse of prepositions, syllables which signal the direction of an activity’s energy flow or function. So, for example, “construct” tells us an agent is working to build something up or put things together, while the agent who obstructs stands in the way. Destruction takes things apart. A person who has no sense of direction and just reacts like waves crashing into a wall has only two modes. Be the wave or be the wall.
What is interesting about the syllable/prefix “con” is that its meaning is variable and even perverse. Sometimes it means “with” as in conspire; and sometimes it means “against,” as in conflict. Or maybe it is just that the second syllable tends to be stronger and more determinative.
Anyway, the Dude is both a wall that is not going anywhere and a sponge that has soaked up popular U.S. culture and exhibits it when squeezed. Remember the Pillsbury dough boy?
Can something be both true and false; beyond good and evil? Yes, it is amoral, like the instinct-driven female mosquito.