Donald Trump: Past, President, and Future?

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I can’t remember exactly when I became obsessed with Donald Trump or”The Donald” as he likes to be called, but let me tell you, I haven’t been the same. And I can image neither has anyone else.

I remember seeing and hearing about him back in the late ’70s, early 80s – his name all over the news – brash, young, “self-made” millionaire, who made his fortune in real estate, is going to change the face of New York…yada, yada.

Word had it that he inherited his wealth from his father and his father didn’t rent to blacks or Puerto Ricans – you, know, people who looked like me.

I Love(d) New York

As for changing the face of New York – HE RUINED IT!!!

Donald Trump built these black monoliths at Columbus Circle, where I once saw 2001: A Space Odessey by the way and another on 1st Avenue right across the street from the United Nations. They were awful looking. The buildings didn’t blend in with the rest of the Manhattan skyline. But that’s the point with Donald Trump, isn’t it?

And Donald Trump made sure you knew which one of these atrocities belonged to him. The name Trump, in gold letters, all CAPS emblazoned above the entrance…it was and still is as my mother liked to say, tacky.

Who Knew?

Speaking of my mother,  I remember her telling me that Donald went to her church – well, Marla Maples anyway – the Marble Collegiate Church on Fifth Avenue.  Marla sat in her row. By this time, I had moved to Pittsburgh. I was out of the NY gossip loop and the last time I saw Donald was on Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.  My mother made one of her regular Sunday calls to tell me that Donald Trump was getting married.

I said, “Ma! Donald Trump is already married to what’s-her-name, Ivana.” “Oh no!” my mother answered and then proceeded to fill me in on all the dirt peppered of course with the words – slut, whoremonger and disgraceful. She was talking mostly about Donald.

Oh yes, Marla sat in my mother’s pew sporting a huuge engagement ring. Betty had gotten the scoop on The New York Daily News. Eat your heart out Suzy.

It was also through my mother that I learned that Donald Trump was a germophobe. How is that even relevant? Well, my mother told me that after services, she proudly walked up to his limousine and said, “Mr. Trump I’ve heard a lot about you and I’d like to  shake your hand.” And he did! Imagine that?

Since then, life moved on for all of us. Donald Trump did cameos in the movies and the WWF; I moved back to NY, and my mom passed away. NBC gave Donald Trump a TV show and then the man announced his run for the presidency.

Trump had always threatened to run for office, I thought it was another publicity stunt but this time he was serious. And this is where I think the obsession kicked in.

If you need to know why I along with many other New Yorkers thought this was a joke, you gotta read this guy’s book – David Cay Johnson, The Making of Donald Trump. That’s the Donald Trump I know. But I digress.

 

The President

The primaries and the debates were unbelievable – appalling and entertaining, all at the same time. It was classic Donald Trump. Everyone, in New York that is, was confident that Hillary would win.

Nope.

Instead, the electorate chose this…ugh, I don’t know where to begin.

During the campaign, Donald was taped talking about grabbing women’s pussies…He couldn’t help it…if you’re rich, they let you do that. Well, metaphorically speaking, he’s got America by the crotch. He can’t help it. He’s rich and they are letting him do it.

Donald Trump is a liar. He has always been a liar. And it’s all about the money. People born in  New York, especially between the late 40s, early 60s understand this. And if you not a native New Yorker, you really don’t “get it”. Sorry.

Ok, for example, true story: There are these two kids, 1st graders, standing at counter picking out candy through the glass. One of them asked the other if he could borrow 5 cents so he could buy something. The other says, “Nah, you already owe me a dolla!” These guys are 5, 6, maybe 7 years old and already they’re talking about lending rates!

But again I digress.

Before the Obamas could even start packing, this guy’s acting like he’s the President of the United States.

For starters, he lies about crowd size, takes a victory lap around the country in his new jet, Air Force One,  and staffs his cabinet with the Injustice League all while making alleged side deals with the Russians because no one else will lend him any money.

Obsessed with Trump? Hell yeah! You can’t take you take your eyes off this guy; he’ll rob you blind.

The Future?

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Is there hope? Yeah, sure. There’s always hope. This morning I learned that a special prosecutor has been named to go after Trump. In a way, it’s kind of sad. to see an old hustler at the end of a run.

But like Robert DeNiro’s character in Casino said, “If he wasn’t so fuckin greedy he’d have been tougher to spot. But in the end, they’re all greedy.”

If Donald Trump is lucky, they won’t take a ball peen hammer to his knuckles.

Peace out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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