TL;DR: The Senate’s saddest zionist ogre has a Bolsonaro-esque affinity for collecting mental illnesses and is probably going to kill himself soon.
Also, he’s addicted to ruining his kids’ birthdays:
In March, Fetterman suddenly took an early-morning trip to Hartford, Connecticut, without telling his team why — leaving them at a loss for what to tell Gisele when she demanded to know why he was missing one of their kids’ birthdays. Fetterman objected to this characterization, saying to me, “I took a weekend trip in March to visit the grave site of my friend from grad school who died in 1993 — a trip my staff and family knew about.”
The only schadenfreude is that after getting everything a guy could ever want up to and including a national profile all he’s done is make himself miserable.