Eric,

Donald is remarkably candid in how he is thinking. He believed what he said, and that crowd size outweighs any risk to him.

Common occurrences can explain the second point.

At fifteen, I declared my Father too drunk to drive and that we could leave the Chevy and get a tax home.

"I'm your f-ing Father. I am going to f-ing drive."

"let's discuss this later after the taxi home," I replied.

Best to you.

Kerry Landon-Lane
Kerry Landon-Lane

Written by Kerry Landon-Lane

OP-ED writer, designer and artist. Most recently returned to architecture and deliberately presents the subject void of buildings.

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