Trump--rude and dumb

I was in an airport Thursday afternoon as Trump gathered with the gloating old white men in a setting that looked like a plantation birthday party to celebrate the 217-213 passage of the new health care bill in the House.

I mention Logan Airport only because, as you know, it's impossible to turn off the propaganda feed on airport TVs.   They've removed the on-off switches, and submerged the cables and electricity so you can't simply pull the plug.  1984, 24/7.

But watching these smarmy motherfuckers celebrating their daily theft was not what really got me.  We already knew that the ruling ideology of the moment is "protect your white tribe first and drive every one else away."

What pissed me off the most, at that moment, was that Trump was supposed to have lunch with Australian Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull yesterday.   At 1 PM.   Instead, he called for this lawn party, and left Turnbull sitting on his hands until he could meet at 7 PM in the middle of some affair on the Intrepid in NYC (no matter that the West Side Highway was essentially blocked off during the entire period Trump was slobbering on his buds--no one told the NYPD to stand down).

Who leaves the Prime Minister of another country sitting for 6 hours?   I mean, I wouldn't be this rude in high school, and I hope you weren't either.   But Trump is.   Can I point out that it's not in my best interest as a business person, a US citizen, or a human being to have a president who treats other human beings like shit?

Donald, you are a true asshole.

And I guess I need to be more sensitive.   There was a guy standing next to Donald amongst the magnolias who I assumed was Jared Kushner.   My bad--it was Paul Ryan.   I couldn't tell them apart--I  am guilty of thinking all gloating white guys  look the same.   So I need to get my own rudeness house in order.   Paul--or Jared, if it was you:   I apologize.

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