Donald Trump Is a Big Effing Deal
Just think how entertaining American politics would be if other politicians had the stones to drop a few F-bombs. (And at the Tatler, read about what might sink Trump.)
May 1, 2011 - 12:00 am
Did you happen to catch Chris Rock’s performance in Vegas on April 28? I’m not generally comfortable with revealing my guilty pleasures to the world, but I have to admit that the guy cracks me up. Of course, it’s not the sort of entertainment I’d care to share with the younger members of my extended family given the raw language and lack of genteel social sensibilities on display, but there’s no denying that the man is a hoot.
Oh, wait. I’m sorry. That wasn’t Chris Rock. It was Donald Trump.
“We build a school, we build a road…” [overseas] “they blow them up, we build again, in the meantime we can’t get a f***ing school in Brooklyn.”
How to deal with China? “Listen you motherf***rs we’re going to tax you 25 percent!”
So it wasn’t a stand-up comedy act — at least not an intentional one. No, it was something much, much better. With his former campaign platform of demanding to see President Obama’s birth certificate effectively having had its legs kicked out from under it, the Donald clearly needed to rebrand his advertising strategy. And on one sultry night in Sin City he did precisely that, managing to tap into precisely what America has been looking for.
The nation is clearly unhappy with all three arms of its government and has been since at least 2006. The president’s approval numbers are sinking like a stone across all demographics. As for the legislative branch, the most recent poll numbers show that 91% find Congress only marginally more palatable than syphilis.
Even the judicial branch is held in low esteem. People not only disagree with the conclusions drawn by the Supreme Court, but find the justices’ written opinions dry, overly long, and difficult to read. And let’s be honest… most of us couldn’t make it through the first four pages of Citizens United without nodding off on the couch. The most riveting prosaic creations of John Roberts are better than a double dose of Lunesta.