Patient Steve B comes up with the sort of delusion that brought his boss to prominence. / Fate sometimes seems cruel in the way it toys with our prospects notes patient Steve B. / When you make your bed with twisted intellects like patient Steve B, you have to sleep in it. / Always looking for ways to spook his boss’s base into further fear and hatred patient Steve B creates conspiracy theories on the fly. / Unimpressed with the president’s slow move toward fascism patient Steve B looks for more effective ways to rev up the fear and hatred in the base. / Relying primarily on hatred patient Steve B notes that those who are filled with hatred are joyful to hear bad news. / Undermining the very idea of truth results in a greater ability to alter the perception of reality as notes propaganda patient Steve B.