Yup, Pence's vast depth of socio-psycho-economic knowledge somehow couldn't make sense of who he was dealing with.

But Trump knew all along who he was dealing with, he handpicked Pence, the mannequin from a dusty dead midwestern mall department store window, dusted him off got him a new set of clothes, as mannequins get, and walla, super subservient V.P.

But later on when the trumpster had a problem he forgot that mannequins don't say much of anything useful. <fail whale noise here - wha wha whaaaaa>