Donald Trump doesn't have a living soul, an adjunct of which is having a conscience, but he's a soul man. Freed from the constraints of being normal and giving a shit about anything, Trump taps into the animal nature that remains, all that there is of him, to appeal to the animal nature in everyone.
The animal aspect can be dis-integrated from intelligence and decency, Trump's call of the wild.
Don't answer it. Whatever we are, and I don't claim to know, we are more or less than animals if only in our power. More, if we accept the responsibilities of our station. We are worse and less than animals if we fail and refuse, a rogue and unworthy component of creation, inhabiting the land of MAGA.
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