An RV bomb went off in downtown Nashville. It happened on Christmas Day. It happened while parked in front of an ATT building. It happened early hours of the morning. What could it mean. What was the bomber trying to say.

One thing cable news has going for it is that there is no lack of hours to speculate. There is an endless wave of law enforcement experts, human psychology experts, terrorism experts being trotted out to offer various explanations. Problem is, there is no explanation from a dead guy. Whatever he wanted to tell us died with him in that RV.

So as long as we’re all speculating with no real facts or evidence, I have a theory.

We may discover that he suffered from depression exacerbated by the isolation of pandemic distancing. He may have become unemployed with no realistic path to return to work again given his age. He may have lived alone, either by choice or unfortunate circumstance. He had a house, so he wasn’t living in his RV.

During the holidays, those of us suffering depression are at greater risk of suicidal thoughts or action.

The audio warning of an impending explosion indicates that he did not want others harmed. But, he wanted to go out with great aplomb and in a fashion which would guarantee his demise. No maiming or chance for revival.

He possibly sedated himself after initiating the audio and the countdown and simply laid down. Maybe. Suicide is painful. And in this case, it was no cry for help but a final, lasting impression of a life mired in futility.

To give aid and comfort to the enemy. Have we forgotten what that means? Are we so blinded that we cannot see the truth of it: that DJT has given aid to our enemies.

He is telling us how he did it. These voting machines were manipulated in the 2016 election to favor our current leader. The only thing preventing that same manipulation happening in this election was a pandemic that prevented a majority of the population from voting in person. This is why he so vehemently wants the mail in ballots delegitimized. This is why he cries foul because he projects his deviance.

I had predicted that he would sign the COVID relief bill, wanting to be the savior. But I now see that his perversion is beyond compassion. He will hold the American people hostage demanding a way to preserve his hold on the presidency. On January 6 we will see the apex. (Of course we now know that he did sign the bill with some heavy caveats and demands).

Anything and everything that happens between now and inauguration is about positioning both the party and foreign influencers to gain maximum leverage for DJT to maintain his hold on power. The massive rally/ super spreader planned for the 6th in DC will turn decidedly ugly and violent if things go Biden’s way. Those standing by are no doubt finalizing the action plan. Any pretense of democracy will be torn asunder in favor of a more imperfect union. Like the nuclear winter, none of us has yet seen it but it should scare the hell out of you.

And so it did turn ugly. Those in attendance are being sought by law enforcement. Luckily Trump supporters do not wear masks, making them easily identifiable. Thank you.

Pence and Trump are no longer communicating. While there was never friendship, there was a mutually accepted relationship of convenience. What is exceedingly disturbing is the abject isolation of Trump and the unknown of both his disposition and intent. We are right to be concerned.

There are two numbers of historic significance: 25 and 10. 25th Amendment. And 10 days to Biden. Be vigilant and wary of the bad beat. Good luck gamblers.

I mean no disrespect to the caregivers of those afflicted with Alzheimer’s.

We can draw comparisons to DJT. For example, he can’t remember meeting anyone. No matter who or when, it’s always, “I don’t know the person.”

He is regressing to childlike behavior. For example, he is egocentric to the point of disaffection to others as well as an inability to recognize human emotion. For all the bullshit about positive thinking, he always projects negativity.

His personality is supplanted by the illness. He is no longer DJT but a victim with all the traits of victimization. He feels sorry for himself, he lies to protect himself, he sees enemies in the drapery. And worst of all, he has been given power and he will use that power to soothe himself, to further himself, to enrich himself and to buy some friends. Not real friends, but the imaginary kind, the kind that would do anything for him, who would die for him even, totally devoted. The kind of friends you don’t invite to dinner but you ask favors.

And like Alzheimer’s, there is no cure.

Blend in some egomania, and we have the recipe for a perfectly despicable faux human. For those of us convinced there is a specimen hidden in Area 51, this could be the proof that they walk among us.