It started out unhinged (with him referring to himself in the third-person as “The Mooch”) and went black-diamond downhill from there, touching on subjects from the plans to fire everyone in “the entire place” to calling the White House chief of staff “a f*cking paranoid schizophrenic” to accusing Steve Bannon of a self-pleasuring technique, which even at the metaphoric level, would be anatomically impossible for anyone who didn’t have historically loose hamstrings. The New Yorker’s Ryan Lizza on his call with Anthony Scaramucci.

+ Remnick: Scaramucci was, in language and in manner, channelling Trump himself.

+ Andrew Sullivan on a week of reckoning: “Surely this week must mark some kind of moment in this vertiginous descent, some point at which the manifest unfitness of this president to continue in office becomes impossible to deny.” I think there’s a better chance it gets weirder next week. (And don’t call me Surely…)