Donald Trump, the self-proclaimed, self-celebrated and self-centered candidate for President of the United States and Commander-in-Chief is apparently adding one more potential appellation to be stuck among the others.
Now he may see calling him out on that as a slap in the face, which would validate the assumption that he sees any criticism as a criminal act worthy of capital punishment, or at the very least being sued. But I suggest that there is a way to approach Mr. Trump that requires not one single word of criticism.
We, those of us who are sick of hearing that “Fox is unfair” or “She was only asked ‘softball’ questions” or “Why should I have to answer ‘tough questions’ until after I’m elected President?” have one simple and relatively inexpensive method of expressing our contempt for Donny.
Mail him a hankie.
He’s constantly whining and crying that he isn’t being treated as the Supreme Leader and Greatest Authority on Everything under the Sun. Well I hate to be the one who shares this with Mr. Trump, but until we hear some specific and sensible plans for how he plans to implement his claims to cure all the ills of the nation (and get other nations, such as Mexico, to actually pay for these plans) he hasn’t earned the respect that he feels that he is due.
It seems that Trump has failed to grasp that respect is something that must be earned, not demanded. Suing anyone and everyone that mocks him, or disagrees with him, or demands performance from him BEFORE being rewarded is not a personality characteristic that encourages trust in him.
So to send a subtle message that communicates that concept, again, mail him a hankie. Perhaps when a hundred thousand or five hundred thousand hankies arrive at his address, it might even pierce his personal armor that he has constructed out of stainless steel ego.
One mailing address would be:
Donald Trump The Trump Organization 725 Fifth Avenue New York, NY 10022
My own contribution to whiny Donald will be going out in the morning.