No, our commander-in-chief is not a hysterical little girl who sees monsters hiding under her bed or in the back of every closet she passes.

Admittedly, he does seem to be more jittery than usual these days. For example, he invoked once again this week his fears about his own mortality, plaintively noting how he is trying to be good so he can, you know, go to heaven and be with all the angels. (To which my own professional analytical commentary is, “as if.”)

But it’s much more than that. For months, everywhere our Dear Leader looks, he appears to see a national crisis, an invasion or even a war.

Trump looks at Portland, best known until now for “putting a bird on it,” and he sees World War III. Chicago, LA, Memphis, New York, even D.C.—the same thing! He sees Democrats who frankly can barely organize well enough to produce a strongly-worded bumper sticker and his response is, “It is an insurrection! I must invoke the insurrection act!” (Which you’ll recall he did not do back in 2021 when we actually had an insurrection.)

He has launched a war on the high seas against fishing boats, and last week, his government said that drug dealers should be treated as a foreign army. He has reportedly contemplated attacking Mexican cartels and now he could be thinking about attacking........

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