Nothing new here, really, but something maybe to print out and put in a time capsule.

https://gen.medium.com/the-psychopath-in-chief-aa10ab2165d9

I’m not a psychologist. I’ve known psychopaths. Probably you have too. Been kicked in the balls by some of them. Maybe you have too. I’m old and weathered enough to recognize one.

I admit, I’ve been taken in by the charisma of the examples I’ve known. Fun. Funny. Dynamic. Created a whirlwind that was fun to ride. Until they rip your sails. It’s how you learn. I’ve got scars to remind me.

Sometimes, they have to be endured. Work or family or social circles – they are there. And you know what they are but you have to dance the minefield, tiptoe through the claymores, because calling them out is a dangerous path.

And here we are. The dysfunctional family writ large on a national scale. A goddamn reality television program where yes, you could actually fucking die.

(Updated and moved to Flame.)
(Updated again to add profanity. I’m in a mood.)