Nichols points out:

This farrago of fantasy, menace, and autocratic peacocking is the kind of thing that the late Senator Daniel Patrick Moynihan evocatively called "boob bait for the Bubbas" and that George Orwell might have called "prolefeed." It's one thing to serve it up to an adoring MAGA crowd: They know that most of it is nonsense and only some of it is real. They find it entertaining, and they can take or leave as much of Trump's rhetorical junk-food buffet as they would like. It is another thing entirely to aim this kind of sludge at military officers, who are trained and acculturated to treat every word from the president with respect, and to regard his thoughts as policy.

But American officers have never had to contend with a president like Trump. Plenty of presidents behaved badly and suffered mental and emotional setbacks: John F. Kennedy cavorted with secretaries in the White House pool, Lyndon Johnson unleashed foul-mouthed tirades on the Joint Chiefs of Staff, Richard Nixon fell into depression and paranoia, Ronald Reagan and Joe Biden wrestled with the indignities of age. But the officer corps knew that presidents were basically normal men surrounded by other normal men and women, and that the American constitutional system would insulate the military from any mad orders that might emerge from the Oval Office.

Likewise, in Trump's first term, the president was surrounded by people who ensured that some of his nuttiest"and most dangerous"ideas were derailed before they could reach the military. Today, senior U.S. officers have to wonder who will shield them from the impulses of the person they just saw onstage. What are officers to make of Trump's accusation that other nations, only a year ago, supposedly called America "a dead country"? (After all, these men and women were leading troops last year.) How are they supposed to react when Trump slips the surly bonds of truth, insults their former commanders in chief, and talks about his close relationship with the Kremlin?

Coriolanus, it's my understanding the last time a prez watched that film we ended up in Cambodia!

Is Pickled Pete cool with troops emulating the boob at the top of the chain of command?
Slathered on pancake makeup, okay?
A hundred pounds, give or take, overweight, good to go?
Dyed combover hairdos per regulation?
Physical condition reflects dangerous diet, zero exercise, ready for action?
"Do as I say, not as we do."