Donald Trump is a piece of work even by New York standards: tall, white, loud, brash, entrepreneurial, successful, rich, ruthlessly candid, well-dressed, and fond of heterosexual women. He has married at least three delicious ladies in fact. Trump has five children and seven grandchildren.
Indeed, his progeny are well above average too, smartly groomed,
photogenic, and successful to boot. As far as we know, Donald does not have any
tattoos, piercings, unpaid taxes, or under-aged bimbo interns, nor is he a
drinker or a junkie.
Trump projects and enterprises probably employ more folks than the NYC
school system -- or the United Nations. You could say that Trump is living
the life, not the life of Riley, but more like Daddy Warbucks with a comb
over. “The Donald,” as one ex-wife calls him, is not just living the
American dream. Trump is the dream -- and proud of it. You could do worse than
think of Trump as upwardly mobile blue collar.
He is the grandson of immigrants and the product of Long island, a Queens
household, and a Bronx education. The Donald survived the Jesuits of
Fordham University for two years before migrating to finish his baccalaureate at
the Wharton School of Business at the University of Pennsylvania.
When readers of the New York Times, The New Yorker, and the New York
Review of Books speak of “the city”, they are not talking about the Queens or
the Bronx. Growing and schooling in the blue-collar boroughs gives Trump a
curb level perspective, something seldom found in Manhattan. Or as any “D”
Train alumnus might put it, Trump has “a pretty good Bravo Sierra detector.
So what’s not to like about Donald Trump? He doesn’t just stay in
four-star hotels; he builds them. He doesn’t just own luxury condominiums; he
makes them. He doesn’t just own historic buildings; he restores them. He
doesn’t just eat at the best restaurants; he creates them. He just doesn’t
belong to the best country clubs; he builds those too. Donald Trump,
unlike the Manhattan/Washington fantasy Press and every Beltway political pimp,
doesn’t just pay lip service to a bigger and better economy, he creates
micro-economies every day.
In any case, the merits of entrepreneurs like Trump might best be defined
by the character or motives of his critics. Trump detractors are for the
most part “B” list politicians, ambulance chasers, and a left-leaning Press
corps that lionizes the likes of Nina Totenberg, Dan Rather, Chris
Matthews, Andrea Mitchell, and Brian Williams. If the truth were told, most of
Trump’s critics are jealous, envious of his wealth and they loathe his
candor.
Donald might also be hated for what he is not. Trump is not a lawyer, nor
is he a career politician who lives on the taxpayer dime. Trump is paying
for his own campaign. Bernie, Barack, McCain, and Kerry could take
enterprise lessons from a chap like Trump. Unlike most government barnacles,
Trump can walk and chew gum at the same time. He knows how to close a deal
and build something. He is a net creator, not consumer, of a kind of wealth
that provides “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” for Americans
-- real jobs not feather merchants. Today, Trump has nothing left to
prove. Yet, success has allowed him the rarest of public privileges, an
electoral pulpit and the courage to speak his mind.
Alas, truth is not necessarily a political asset in a socialized
democracy. Indeed, the erstwhile presidential candidate stepped on his tongue
recently by suggesting that Mexico, already exporting dangerous drugs, cheap
tomatoes, and even cheaper labor, was also exporting violent felons to the US.
Truth hurts! Trump’s rude candor is underwritten by nearly half a million
illegal felons in American jails.
Coincidently, events have conspired to support Trump’s take on Mexican
dystopia with the El Chapo Guzman jailbreak and the murder of Kathryn Steinle
by Francisco Sanchez. Senor Sanchez sported a lengthy criminal record and
had been deported on four previous occasions. San Francisco, a “sanctuary”
city, failed to honor existing warrants and released Sanchez from jail
just before he blew Kathy Steinle away!
As serendipity would have it, Trump then went to Phoenix on 12 July and
gave a stem winder to a sell-out crowd on the subject of illegal immigration.
Senator John McCain was not pleased to have The Donald on Arizona’s front
lawn and intemperately called Trump supporters “crazies.”
To date, Trump has run a clever campaign. He is chumming; throwing red
meat and blood into campaign waters and all the usual suspects are in a
feeding frenzy.
McCain, the Press, the Left, and the Republican establishment all have
something to say about “The Donald.” It is truly amazing how cleverly Trump
manages to manipulate the establishment. If you are trying to sell an idea
or a candidacy, there’s no such thing as bad publicity. Who knows where
the Trump campaign goes?
With El Capo on the loose again, every time a toilet flushes in Sinaloa,
Mexican garbage is likely top spill out in Los Angeles, Hollywood, San
Francisco, Portland, or Seattle. Indeed, it’s hard to believe that the Left Coast
could survive without cheap labor, pistileros, meth, coke, heroin, or weed.
Necrotic immigration and its byproducts are ready made targets for a
gunslinger like Trump. Trump is no bigot. He probably employs more Latinos and
Blacks than Enrique Peña Nieto or as current President, Barack Obama. In
his own way, Donald Trump is both immigrant and POW, a refugee from Queens
and still a prisoner of Wharton. The Donald is The Dude, the guy with
babes and a roll of Benjamins that would choke a shark. He is the wildly
successful capitalist that some of us love to hate. It doesn’t take much
insight to compare Trump’s various enterprises with federal programs. Public
education, banking oversight, public housing slums, poverty doles, veterans
fiascos, Internal Revenue hijinks, and even some Defense Department
procurement programs are consensus failures. The F-35 “Lightning” fighter is an
illustration, arguably the most expensive single DOD boondogg le in history.
Pentagon progressives seldom win a catfight these days, but they still
spend like sailors.
In Trump’s world failure has consequences so if and when he fails, he is
out of business. In contrast, Washington rewards failure with better
funding. Indeed, generational program failure is now a kind of perverse
incentive for Beltway politicians and apparatchiks to throw good money after failed
programs. The difference between Trump and McCain should be obvious to
any fair observer; Trump has done something with his talents.
Any way you look at it, Donald Trump is good for national politics, good for democracy, good for America, and especially good for candor. If nothing else, The Donald may help Republicans to pull their heads out of that place where the sun seldom shines.
At this point I have no idea who I am supporting. I like Ted Cruz, Ben
Carson and several others, however I am enjoying every minute of seeing Trump
confound the critics and driving the liberal, progressives, and media
crazy.
You better believe I would vote for Trump over ANYTHING the Democrat party
selects. We are in for the fight of our life for this nation and we need
someone with a whole lot of nerve, guts or whatever you call it. I am sick
of the establishment politicians who stand for nothing, have accomplished
nothing and are a large part of the problem in this country, and if Trump
is the nominee I will be campaigning for him.
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