“I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am.”
— Marlon Brando, playing the washed-up boxer turned longshoreman, Terry Malloy in a scene with his brother Charley (Rod Steiger).
Sadly, Donald J. Trump, the 45th Oval Office Occupant, coulda been a contender, coulda had class. He didn’t have to throw a boxing match like Terry. All he had to do was take the political football and let his Republican Congress run interference. Instead, he decided to run the ball himself, but his tiny hands fumbled on the kickoff after barely making it out of the end zone.
For someone who has put his name and image on everything from steaks to towers, it seems impossible that big, fat, dumb Donald has — throughout his life — had to watch it all slip away into litigation and bankruptcy. How do you even bankrupt a f’n casino???
Even when he won he lost the people’s vote by over 2.5 million votes to Hillary Clinton, amazingly eking out a victory and sneaking into The Oval Office via an antiquated system called The Electoral College.
During his time in office, Delusional Donald has sounded like a Cassius Clay wannabe, only his brags were butterflies while Clay’s were crushing rockets of granite.
From day one, his tiny, demented brain and mouth promised voters practically free healthcare, a balanced budget, great tax cuts for the middle class (screw the poor and homeless), and the greatest-ever profits for farmers, ranchers and corporations. He failed to deliver on most promises — only the corporations didn’t get screwed in the ass. Well, the workers got it up the keister, but they voted for him, along with the farmers, so, F ‘em.
Donnie’s tax cuts made the rich richer and the middle class poorer. His tariffs screwed damned near everyone. Soybean farmers watched their cash crops go to the Russians, while users of aluminum, iron and practically everything else got the shaft, too. Ignorant Donnie has had to subsidize anything that didn’t go out of business after decades of success.
His promise to “drain the swamp” of Washington, D.C. gave America some of the sleaziest, “crooked-est,” slime-bags in our political history. Practically every Cabinet member, department head and staffer has resigned, has been indicted, or waiting to be indicted.
Instead of reducing the national debt, he has increased it dramatically, which should be of no surprise, since he is king of the bankruptcy circuit.
If the stories about him expecting never to win the election are factual, then narcissistic, racist, lying, Donald pissed away his biggest chance to go down in history as a winner.
If not for Green Party’s Jill Stein and two-time presidential wannabe and Libertarian Gary Johnson siphoning away votes in crucial swing states, Trump would still be a private citizen instead of an embarrassing asshat who is occupant of the Oval Office.
Writer Mark Singer, when he was working on a profile of Trump for The New Yorker in the late 1990s, asked Trump, “O.K., I guess I’m asking, do you consider yourself ideal company?”
“You really want to know what I consider ideal company?,” Trump replied. “A total piece of ass.”
Singer came to the conclusion that Donald had managed to achieve something remarkable: “an existence unmolested by the rumbling of a soul.” Singer continued:
“The real psychological wild card, however, is Trump’s agreeableness — or lack thereof. There has probably never been a U.S. president as consistently and overtly disagreeable on the public stage as Donald Trump is.”
In the book, “The Dangerous Case of Donald Trump: 27 Psychiatrists and Mental Health Experts Assess a President,” although constrained by the American Psychiatric Association’s “Goldwater rule,” which keeps mental health professionals from diagnosing public figures they have not personally examined, many of those qualified to answer shied away from discussing the issue of Trump’s sanity. The public has thus been left to wonder whether he is mad, bad, or both. In the book, psychiatrists, psychologists, and other mental health experts argue that, in Trump’s case, their moral and civic “duty to warn” America supersedes professional neutrality. They then explore Trump’s symptoms and potentially relevant diagnoses to find a complex, if also dangerously mad, man.
The following terms are used in the book:
“Unbridled and extreme present hedonism;” “pathological narcissism and politics as a lethal mix;” “a lack of trust that exceeds paranoia;” “malignant normality;” a “narcissistic, pathological liar and racist.”
In the forward to the book’s second edition, Jeffrey D. Sachs, PhD writes:
“Donald Trump is a profound danger to Americans and to the rest of the world. He will remain a profound danger until he is no longer president, since the dangers clearly result from Trump’s serious mental impairments that are untreated and are most likely impervious to treatment.”
With Trump now facing impeachment, something many observers expected to happen at least a year ago or earlier, is happening. Despite Trump’s popularity among registered voters in the swamp waters, he continues to act more and more unhinged, delusional, erratic and simply mean.
Who knows if he will survive this scenario and be re-elected. Why is Trump, a man who is usually quite anal about his image, seemingly so unconcerned about his place in history?
It seems likely that many of these questions be unanswered in our lifetimes. But one thing is certain, Donald J. Trump will be remembered as the worst Oval Office Occupant in our history.