Psychological response wherein a Trump supporter immediately latches onto any excuse, no matter how feeble, implausible, or contrary to video evidence that the excuse may be, to justify Trump's behavior before and during his presidency.
The excuse often mirrors Trump's own excuses, or those pushed by right-wing media, and can change multiple times in a day, often contradicting earlier excuses. Sufferers of TES are unable to recognize those contradictions.
Common examples include: "He was just being sarcastic." "That's just fake news." and "That was Obama's fault."
My grandpa told me today that Trump was just being sarcastic when he suggested we inject disinfectant, even after we watched the video of it together - I fear he might have a terminal case of Trump Excusal Syndrome :(
When you're asking someone for an explanation but all they ever give you is excuses.
Boyfriend : look, can we please just talk about what happened later?
Girlfriend: Yes, and I can't wait to hear your excusplanation about it.
Boyfriend : what's wrong? Why are you mad? What did I do wrong?
Girlfriend : everything! Please explain this <insert whatever made you mad here> to me!
Boyfriend: it wasn't me! I didn't do it! I don't know how it happened! I would never do that! I wouldn't lie! Please believe me even though I can't explain anything ever at anytime nor do I have to because I'm innocent!
Girlfriend: of course, i should have known. More empty excusplanations.
British slang for a scientist or technical expert, esp . when the speaker is not certain of the expert’s specific field of study. Not necessarily derogatory, but typically used by persons without a technical background. In the US, the equivalent would be “egghead”, “squint”, or “geek.”
Origin of the word is unknown. Started sometime in World War 2. Given the typical evolution of British slang, could easily have started because what these experts did was confusing or “baffling” to the common person.
According to the boffins downstairs, the murdererused a serrated blade.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing peecalculus.