Seems to me that anyone with even a steric of measurable synaptic activity, can see that Donald J. “Trump” Drumpf is―for the want of a better expression―a man-child ―
• The “man” (biologically speaking) acts like your stereotypical ghetto-rapper-made-rich: brags about his exorbitant wealth; festoons everything he [apocryphal] produces with his stage name; complains and derides the institutions and wider society which have afforded him his opulent existence; offers nothing of his own wherewithal towards rectifying the apparent―as he sees it―‘problems’; yet, displays an unashamëd Messiah complex…
• He seemingly (i.e., [safely] assuming he’s not plying Oscar-worthy Stanislavsky stylings) has the intelligence of a mildly retarded primate, and with the worldly awareness of a lost Amazonian tribesman: his diction indeed beseems that of the “4-grader” that some have already assessed his competency in the relevant departments as; his oration smacks of, if not diagnosable echolalia, then at least that of someone who lacks a filter between the brain-fart-producing region of his cerebrum and his lowbrow verbiage-spouting, slack-jawed gob; even his (presumably) vetted(?) textualised messages come across as if made by an angsty, “alt-right” teenager “deplorables”; he continually demonstrates an utter ignorance of the zeitgeist, even in this insta-info digital world…
• He’s arguably an escutcheon for everything wrong with capitalism: a recidivist bankruptcy clause abuser; a failed business scam artist shonk; his businesses built with inherited wealth and through the pervasion of smut-filled casinos, migrant-worker-made ostentation edifices, sales of ‘Made in Sweatshop’ bric-à-crap accoutrements and lowest common denominator pandering, self-indulgent ‘reality T.V.’ schlock…
• He exhibits the distinct signs of pathological mendacity: his vagary in flip-flopping on political platforms [please…] on a near daily basis; refusal to buttress his blowhard, braggadocio claims of being “very, very rich” or “the fittest presidential candidate ever” (…though, admittedly, being a septuagenarian–and as long as he doesn’t keel over during his acceptance speech―the latter claim may in fact be true by default!); his business practices are littered with trails of lies and false promises; hypocritically apportions blame for the apparent U.S. economic predicament (as he sees it), yet he himself, in his character as a “1%” businessperson, is certainly largely responsible for the situation/s he delegates culpability for upon everyone and sundry (but himself)… heck!, he even rolls his eyeballs back towards his frontal cortex [ostensible] when asked unvetted questions ― literally a beginner level ‘tell’ of lie detection!
…And then you have the litany of his―albeit superficial―though just as chalkboard-scratching annoying―nuances, idiosyncrasies and dispositional traits, that make the guy, not only unlikable to the rationally-minded observer, but (from all accounts) even to those that have met him and know him personally (…but who are not bound to deference through agency of financial cuckolding… if not contractual obligation!).
What blows my mind like a mental MOAB, is that this guy is (i) a presidential candidate for the sole, soi-disant “superpower” on the planet, and also (ii) that he is now looking distinctly like he may even seize power… and on little more than the kyphotically hunched backs of U.S. denizen ‘mushroom’ malcontents and near-illiterate ignoramuses! (…and the infirm-looking nature of the candidate “voted” [lol… -George W.] to oppose him).
Surely this episode in the U.S.'s rather… erhm, inglorious history, must finally be the proof of holy writ many have sought that epithets, like “idiot America”, are in fact ensconced in truth, and that the facade of this nation being some beacon unto others (in anything other than what not to be), is wholly a concoction of the machinations of its intramural powers; pervaded to dupe and spoil jingoistic, nationalistic fervour; in turn facilitating acquiescence for wars of profit and power, and the maintenance of the egregious inequity the nation is infamous for… surely?
How much stupidity does it take, and to what degree must it manifest, such that it renders one stupid, by definition?
As for Donny-D and the Foolish Bunch and the not-so-good vibrations he and his coterie of cronies are reverberating across to the planet: Methinks the esteemed, Ph.D neurosurgeon-cum-philosopher, Sam Harris surmised it best the other day, in his Waking Up podcast ―
:D… :dubious: WTF, burgers…?! :smack: