At a campaign event in Virginia on Tuesday, Trump accepted a Purple Heart from a veteran in the audience.

“Something very nice just happened to me. A man came up to me and he handed me his Purple Heart,” Trump said. “I said to him, is that the real one, or is that a copy? He said, ‘That’s my real Purple Heart. I have such confidence in you.’ And I said, ‘Man, that’s big stuff.’”

“I always wanted to get the Purple Heart,” Trump continued. “This was much easier.”

Another day, another Donald. Breathe, lie, breathe.

By this point, the verdict is in—Trump is the most disastrous major party candidate in modern history. There are serious concerns being expressed about his mental state; this is unprecedented in my lifetime.

To those who continue to try to mask the stench of this vile blowhard by equating him in any way with his opponent: phone a friend, buy a vowel. You lack the ability to distinguish between politics and pathology. This isn’t a referendum on Trump anymore, but on you.