Might be good ‘shrooms.

I remember, listening to Trump’s speech, wondering if he was living in some cocaine-fueled delusion:

Dying industries will come roaring back to life, heroic veterans will get the care they so desperately need. Our military will be given the resources its brave warriors so richly deserve. Crumbling infrastructure will be replaced with new roads, bridges, tunnels, airports and railways, gleaming across our very very beautiful land. Our terrible drug epidemic will slow down and ultimately stop, and our neglected inner cities will see a rebirth of hope, safety, and opportunity….

And this will all happen because… how?

…We will soon begin the construction of a great, great wall along our southern border.

…American companies are taxed at one of the highest rates anywhere in the world. My economic team is developing historic tax reform that will reduce the tax rate on our companies…. It will be a big, big cut. At the same time we will provide massive tax relief for the middle class.

Who doesn’t love more money?

I am going to bring back millions of jobs…. My administration wants … to make child care accessible and affordable, to help ensure new parents — that they have paid family leave. To invest in women’s health, and to promote clean air and clean water, and to rebuild our military and our infrastructure.

And balance the budget, presumably. If you’re already assuming magic, just give me my million dollars and let go of my throat, OK?