![]() ![]() ![]() Standing in front of a wall of stars memorializing fallen officers, he went on long, rambling, personal tangents about how unfairly he was treated in the press, dropping a number of outright lies. On Saturday, after delivering a few pandering sentences at the headquarters of the CIA, an institution he just ten days prior likened to Nazi Germany, he launched into a 15-minute rant about what was clearly weighing on him: the previous day's inauguration coverage. He began lying about the plain realities around him, things people didn't need Google or the media to debunk, just their own two eyes. He even committed an unforgivable act of dishonesty about his pre-inauguration ceremony, making everyone believe that 3 Doors Down and Big & Rich were worthwhile bookings as performers.īut this weekend, immediately after he was sworn in as President, he flew too close to the sun on his wings made of horseshit, even by Trump standards. And if any news outlets did disprove him, he could simply dismiss them as FAKE NEWS! and continue living in his imaginary world where Barack Obama is the founder of ISIS, people instantly get shot for walking down the street in Chicago, Ted Cruz's father aided JFK's assassination, and Hillary Clinton lost the popular vote because millions voted illegally. To get this approval he so desperately craved, he pulled numbers straight from the depths of his ass because he knew that data and statistics are sometimes nebulous or at the very least require some fact-checking. Clapping means he did a good thing! This is the mentality of Donald Trump and also every infant. And since he was always rattling off his made-up nonsense to a sea of fans in red hats who weren't interested in doing a quick Google search to challenge him, he continued to use applause as confirmation that he is in fact very smart. The problem was of course that "…trust me" typically followed a blatant lie about any given subject: crime rates, the cost of healthcare premiums, terrorism statistics, unemployment numbers, his taxes… The list is so extensive it could almost fill one of those comically long, Chinese-made power ties he wears. While running for President throughout 2016, Trump told his increasingly large fanbase to trust him about anything and everything. This is how Donald Trump makes himself feel smart: by banking on everyone's collective gullibility. You never hear someone say, "I'm a neuroscientist… trust me." But Trump believes that because he has failed his way upwards through life, we should all take him at his word, which is a very good word by the way-the best word-trust him. "Trust me" is how someone shows their work when they live a privileged life in which no one ever challenges them and they never have to put forth any effort to prove themselves. After all, he "has a very good brain," he "knows all the best words," and is "like, a really smart person." He ended so many sentences with "trust me" or "believe me" in debates and speeches that it became something of a catchphrase for him, eclipsing his previous one which took delight in stripping people of their jobs. Put your faith in the capable, not at all doll-like hands of Donald Trump. And lastly, Trump's third, most impregnable defense of his own superior intellect: "Trust me." Trump often credits his uncle as his source of his "very good genes" including once in a legendary, 90-second run-on sentence that is such a massive nut-kick to the English language that it ironically would take several M.I.T. The second is that his uncle was an M.I.T. The first is that he attended the Wharton School, a private Ivy League business college-a completely meaningless accomplishment since any rich boy with a connected daddy can, and usually does, coast through an education and into a cushy job (Hi, George W. ![]()
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