Because Donald Trump spent the last week at Mar-a-Lago, it was a given that by this weekend his tweets would be a garbage fire of rage, paranoia, and lies. The raid of his longtime lawyer and the release of former FBI director James Comey's book were enough to send the man into a rage regardless, but Trump is always, always worse when he has overnighted at one of his private clubs, where he seems to alternate between golf, grumbling to his wealthy friends, and hovering obsessively over his television.
We'll do our duty and run down his weekend tweets, which gives us a better window into what the great orange garbage fire is thinking than any of the rationalizations his White House staff tries to tack on afterwards. But fair warning, the man is chewing the scenery again.
And he just keeps going and going.
Here's what he was doing instead of attending former First Lady Barbara Bush's funeral.
Here's what he was doing this morning: Watchin' television.
By the end of his tv time he was barely able to type complete thoughts.
What a wreck. They're going to have to cart him out of the White House in a straitjacket by the time this is all over.