Donald Trump - Dopamine Junkie

Well, the good news is that I start my new, fixed schedule on February 6 - the shift is 10:30 - 7, and I can not wait!
The bad news is that we have a president elect who's a dopamine junkie.  Notice that I don't use the acronym.  Every time I hear PEOTUS I think of some really, really bad sexually transmitted disease... admit it, doesn't it sound really, really scary?  He has PEOTUS.
Anyway, DT has really, really low approval ratings, which might be equal, or actually worse than having PEOTUS.  One of the reasons for these ratings is his inability to stop texting, most Americans hate it.  Unfortunately for most Americans, he's not going to stop.  This is the result of his addiction to dopamine.  You can't actually be addicted to dopamine, but can become addicted to the action which initiates this neurotransmitter's response.  The response to a text can trigger this response, or a Tweet, and it's not the Tweet itself, but rather the response.  And for DT, the zanier, more incoherent, outlandish the Tweet, the more responses he gets and they kick in his AK47 neural transmitter gun.  That's right, he's a dopamine junkie.  The louder the response from the crowd, the better he feels.

Sadly, this means he will never lose his phone.  For DT, that would be like a heroin addict going 'cold turkey.'  As long as people respond, he will Tweet.  The only way to stop him is to take away his phone, and that will never happen.  We can only pray that someone, somewhere finds away to stop him, otherwise he will Tweet us all to death.

Crazy seems to be the hardest word

Since everybody in the free world seems to believe that Texas has gone totally loco (except Texans), I thought I'd write a little about 'crazy.'  Whether people want to understand this or not, our daily lives are almost completely controlled by neurotransmitters.  Our likes and our dislikes are all controlled by the sequence in which they fire.  My friend Steve will flat out tell you he's a dopamine junkie, he gets his kicks by running over 100 miles a week, every week.  He's a really nice guy, however when he says "I need to go run," nothing's going to stop him.
Complicating things is the fact that so many outside influences can effect these transmitters, chemicals (drugs and and cigarette smoke and alcohol) being one.  People become drunks or druggies because the things they ingest or inhale excite certain transmitters.  This is why many smokers have such a difficult time quitting, nicotine triggers a sequence of neurotransmitters their neurons like too much and they become addicted, at least this is how I see it.
Unfortunately, for us humans, there are so many outside influences which can effect the way these transmitters are working.  If Adele's "Hello" comes on the radio and you begin to feel a little melancholy, well, that's your neurotransmitters at work.  If you wander into one of those Evangelical Mega Churches and experience the lights, the sound (sing it baby, sing it!) and find yourself going crazy for Jesus, that's your neurotransmitters getting all holy on you.  Sanity is when those around you share the same transmission patterns.  Insanity is when, as in Texas, that group of patterns is out of sync with the rest of the world.

It also happens when Donald Trump opens his mouth and shit falls out.  In certain individuals those word turds tickle certain neurotransmitters into firing, and they like what they hear.  Are they crazy?  Hell yes.  Do they know they're crazy?  Hell no.  Now, I don't know which neurotransmitter it is that is sending his Trumplodites into such a frenzy, but I'm fairly certain it isn't dopamine, other wise they wouldn't be shouting out their "rah! rah! rahs!."  Hell no, they'd be too busy burning up treadmills at Planet Fitness with Steve.