Well, frankly, it was a thought that occurred to me as I was hiking incommunicado to work at the campaign headquarters for my shift–I had just heard that Trump had planned some sort of press conference with the “Bill Clinton accusers”. and I was trying to figure out the odds of this stunt succeeding.
I figured that Trump would probably roll a fumble, when he really needed a critical success.
Perhaps I was dehydrated, and my brain was trying to tell me to drink some water, in the best way it could.
