Wow that debate was something else.
On hand you have Hillary, who responded to all the non sense and fart noises coming from the bloated cheetoh next to her with practiced grace, specific talking points with sources and numbers to back it up, and generally sticking to the format of the debate like one would expect of a professional.
On the other hand, you had Trump whose entire strategy was to blame every problem since forever on democrats and Hillary, promising he could fix it all like some kind of snake oil salesman, trying to yell over her, changing every topic to something irrelevant and rambling, or just yelling “wrong”. And that’s when when he wasn’t sniffling into the mic.
Trump was fraying at the edges within minutes, and couldn’t help but to rant–I swear to god I thought he was gonna have a heart attack right there on the stage.