David Frum pointed out that when someone punches a narcissist, his defense may be to pretend that nothing has happened and no one is standing in front of him.
We saw that last night. Kamala ate Trump's lunch, so he pretended he wasn't hungry. And she smiled as she fed, so no one blamed her.
It was cold-blooded tough. Kamala, I think, comes from Oakland, where everyone is tough.
Kamala and her team had decided to attack a stupid, spoiled, weak, mentally ill Fascist by pushing his buttons.
He could not look the racially-mixed woman in the face. He kept closing his eyes. He never used her name, refused to admit she was really present.
Trump got mad and shouted at the two ABC reporters but not at Kamala.
Kamala had memorized about ten of Trump's buttons. She pushed them one by one, smiling, spacing out the debacle until his balding head exploded.
I have never seen anything like it.
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