Sometimes it’s almost too easy. Our endlessly blustering commander in chief, who believes his every action is further proof of his own indomitable excellence, loves to talk. Put him on stage or in front of a camera and the fucker will just keep going, winding over the same points, losing the thread, circling back, enraging himself, contradicting himself, and finally landing with some sort of insult based on his perceived set of enemies. And while this generally creates hosts of contradictions between his actions and his deeds, or even his words and his other words, rarely is that disconnect on such clear display as it is in this clip from C-SPAN.