Was Trump’s speech last night a desperate cry for help?

Was Trump’s speech last night a desperate cry for help? Thom Hartmann posed that question, and it’s worth asking. But those around him are afraid to accept an uncomfortable truth. Trump is no longer is in control of himself, lacking the mental capacity to govern.

What we witnessed wasn’t leadership but was a meltdown. This wasn’t confidence; it was insecurity and paranoid delusions wrapped in cruelty and intolerance. For twenty minutes, Trump raged at the nation, red-faced and shouting like an old man scolding kids on his lawn.

It was billed as a prime-time address, but it felt more like a public unraveling. The content was predictable: a torrent of lies about the economy, immigration, and prices. Fact-checkers surely combusted midstream. But the tone should alarm us. Frenetic. Angry. Unhinged.

The childishness, the violence in his words, the sheer pathology signals something deeper than politics. It signals a sickness at the top. Trump needs help. And except for Trump’s Chief of Staff Susie Wiles, no one around him is willing to say the hard part out loud.

The childishness, the violence in his words, the sheer pathology signals something deeper than politic, it is a sickness at the top. Trump needs intervention by gerontologists specializing in dementia among the elderly, but those closest to him refuse to acknowledge it.

And accountability is non-negotiable. Those enabling this chaos, undermining truth and stability, must face consequences. Silence is complicity. The time to demand accountability is now.