No doubt. But sometimes just seeing him show up makes my Trump rage come boiling out and I have to blast him.
To be fair, this is Midtown Manhattan ā anyone living there is probably pretty wealthy, since your only real housing options are luxury highrises. I guarantee you, there are still places in NYC where he would have received a much more⦠colorful⦠greeting.
Not much bothers me. I suppose if I overhear someone ordering a $30 cut of filet mignon at a restaurant and say āWell done, pleaseā I shudder a bit. Idiot.
Iām obviously living in the wrong neighborhood.
She did have on a white dress, didnāt she? But yikes, I would not want to be alone with him any time soon. Or ever, really. If I were her Iād wait 'til the kiddo was right there then slip a note to the nearest Secret Service agent.
All I had was an art student vaping something that smelled like pot. Until we were inside, of course. Thatās definitely not news around here.
Only if we can vote in NYC. New Yorkers are more generic.
Well, THIS abominable āthingā cake was delivered to Trump Towers a short time ago. Obviously, Hair Furor is planning to commemorate his loss by putting this on the table where all his paid campaign staff are assembled and yell āEat Me!ā
WTF?
(*Saw this and was reminded of the lines from The Eaglesā āHotel Californiaā:
"And in the masterās chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just canāt kill the beast" )
His butler says thatās exactly how Trump likes 'em. āRocking on the plate,ā I think he said.
Thatās one contractor I wouldnāt blame Trump for stiffing. That is one of the most grotesque objects Iāve ever seen, and Iāve seen shrunken heads and all kinds of fun stuff. Of course the idea of ordering a cake thatās a bust of your damn self is a new frontier in mindless idiocy as well.
Iād bet they were booing him for jumping the line. Thatās a cardinal sin in NYC ā almost as bad as holding up the line, which I think comes very close to being a capital offense.
Face is the wrong shade of orange, and the yellow of the hair is not sufficiently bright to blind anyone.
Thatās pretty horrifying.
Who gets to wield the cake knife?
OTOH the facial expression perfectly captures what youād think a recently decapitated person would be feeling.
Iād gladly volunteer.
It was the people on line waiting to vote who booed HO. I know someone who was there, and she waited four hours to vote. Thatās determination, especially considering that in the great scheme of things we New York Democrats donāt really matter.
Ummm - he got to cut in line? Why didnāt he get there earlier? He couldnāt decide who to vote for?
Oh, I see - he got to use the handicapped entrance. Makes so much sense.
Even the Secret Service couldnāt have such bad taste in ties. Unless it was a gift from HOTOGās line.
According to David Cay Johnson, Trump didnāt go to Wharton. He took undergraduate business courses while at Penn, which could be why no Wharton graduates can remember him.
Really? My understanding is he has a degree in economics from Wharton. What he didnāt do is go through their prestigious MBA program. Itās a B.S. and yes, nobody remembers him. Somehow in the early days newspaper writers got the impression he was first in his class. This is not a thing that is recorded or remembered in any way, and kids in competitive schools remember that stuff.