I must say that there is one way that Trump is not pissing me off lately.
I’ve developed a habit of waking far too early in the mornings, and previously would toss and turn in an attempt to get back to sleep. In recent weeks though, instead of fretting about my lack of zzzz’s, I wait for the hour and turn on my radio for the overnight news and almost invariably the headline is the latest Trump offence/fiasco/blooper.
Thanks Mister President, you make insomnia almost worthwhile.
The Greater NY construction/real estate market rewards assholery in and of itself. Then once he built up a name there, he just went into plain old branding of the TRUMP logo, always letting someone else take the risks but getting his cut up front off the top.
Anybody else remember way, way back, when he got into a spat with Merv Griffin over real estate, and was bragging to anybody who would listen how he gave ol’ Merv a jolly good rogering!
I have this theory that Donald Trump’s role in The Trump Organization has been largely ceremonial for some time now … someone else does the negotiations and then they have a a meeting where the client kisses Donald’s ass then Donald signs the papers with a great flourish.
Because I think his mind has been slipping for some time now. His last big project ( other than stuff built by others under licensing agreements) was Trump Soho which was a notorious clusterfuck even by Trump standards - they found an African-American burial ground on the site, he accidentally partnered with gangsters and the building wasn’t even zoned for condos so he almost got arrested for fraud. ( the criminal case was dropped when he gave a whole bunch of buyers there money back).
That clusterfuck happened circa 2006 ( I worked about two blocks away from the site during the entire beleaguered construction period, and The Trump Soho WASN’T even in Soho, well technically it WAS South of Houston Street but so is Staten Island) - and since then Trump has pretty much stuck to branding and entertainment.
So part of it is senility and part of it is just Wonky Boss Syndrome. I’ve been thinking about it lately, having worked for many small businesses in the past 40 years - and every single boss I’ve ever had was a “character” of some sort and none of them should have ever been allowed within 100 miles of Washington ( except one, who actually would have made a great President despite his eccentricities).
That was what made his name, if he could fuck over Merv Griffin then he must be a step ahead of everyone else. But everyone was stoned on coke then, so of course in reality the whole thing is all wrong.
So, if Trump were to write a book on what really made him rich, it would be something like: “The Art of Taking Huge Risks with Huge Amounts of Start-Up Capital,” which would be an interesting book, although I do admit “The Art of the Deal” is catchier.
In person? Bullshit. That would require him to be able to travel faster than President Obama’s mother would have been able to travel for the birther bullshit Trump believes to be possible.
On an intellectual level, I realize the awful part of that is “Malcom [sic], why is this so important? I do not understand”, because it would have taken Trump all of five minutes to get briefed on why this mattered to Turnbull. Five minutes! Just the basics, the shit you could learn without being the goddamn president! Google it!
On a gut level, the fact that he followed that up by literally saying “I am the world’s greatest person” somehow is even worse.