“Turning and turning in the widening gyre. . .”
W. B. Yeats ~ The Second Coming
Well, if The Donald is my Id, and Bernie perhaps my Superego, it begs the question WHO is my Ego? Or in the parlance of Transactional Analysis (TA)—my Adult—quite obviously the Child is trumping all, things fall apart and the Parent cannot hold.
“Surely some revelation is at hand.” It must be so when oil breaks below $40 and the market is in a slow-mo crash and the High Holy Days and the Shemitah are upon us with truculent immanence. . .Well, all that and football season’s starting too.
‘Tis a strange time in which lunatics running the asylum is preferable to the Nurse Ratched’s now in charge.