Field Note: Inside the Fractured Minds of Trumpers.

From "Ted" to the Times' focus group, the same question: Are they lying, deluded, or something worse?

Do you remember my old friend Ted? The one with the law degree and the chip on his shoulder? I wrote about him last week - you can read it here. He’s a Trumper. Well, he wrote to me again about Trump and how I am so misguided. Trump is a hero in Ted’s mind. Of course Ted should know better, but he has chosen not to.

In his latest missive, a 1,500-word email reads like random pages from a nervous breakdown anthology where he called my writing a “hobby.” He suggested I need therapy. He devoted an entire paragraph—an entire paragraph—to speculation about my bedroom preferences.

All while accusing me of “raising the temperature.”

Somewhere, Freud is taking notes.

Here’s the thing about Ted: He won. His guy is back in the Oval, probably eating a Big Mac while signing executive orders with a Sharpie. Congress is redder than a MAGA hat factory. The courts are stacked like a Vegas blackjack deck.

Ted should be doing a victory lap. Instead, he’s writing unhinged emails at midnight, insisting that e…