I really did try to leave this one alone. Mostly because I have a deep-seated bias against Donald Trump. Trump really does give wealth a bad name. He also makes writers run to their thesaurus for apt descriptions. Words that bubble to the surface include: churlish, obnoxious, pretentious, insufferable, mean-spirited (who thinks "You're fired" is a noble catchphrase?), self-promoting (one suspects that he has "Property of Donald Trump" tattooed on the backsides of his wives) and a general creep. Wow! I feel better.
Mr. Trump has what we call "George W. Bush Syndrome". He was born on third base and thinks he hit a triple. His real estate empire was built by his father Fred, and since then Donald has spent most of his time being Donald Trump. The term "media whore" takes on a whole new meaning with Mr. Trump. He has affixed his name to things like: a line of men's clothing, bottled water, disposable cameras, and a soon-to-be-released vodka. That's aside from Trump Towers, Trump Castle, Trump Magazine, blah, blah, blah.
In addition, Mr. Trump also owns The Miss Universe Organization along with NBC. This "scholarship foundation" owns the rights to the Miss Universe, Miss USA and Miss Teen USA Pagents. Presumably Donald is a participant in this sexist holdover from another time so that he can interview candidates for "Mrs. Donald Trump IV". It is the association with Miss USA that has precipitated his skirmish with Rosie O'Donnell.
It seems that Miss USA (quick, what's her name?) Tara Conner, got a little cocaine and vodka on her tiara (hopefully, it was Trump Vodka). Outed as a party girl she was spotted drinking and cavorting (she turned twenty-one at Christmas) in New York. As a result she was virtually assured of being stripped of her title. Just as she was about to mail her WalMart application back to her Kentucky hometown, Mr. Trump intervened and is allowing her a "second chance". The mind boggles at the thoughts of what inducement Ms. Conner might have employed to persuade Big D to relent.
Enter Rosie O'Donnell, recent addition to the panel on the ABC daytime show "The View". Rosie did a credible imitation of Donald Trump's comb-over as well as brief rant on how Mr. Trump, divorced twice after two affairs, could hardly set himself up as the voice of moral authority in America. It was a little funny but hardly up to the standard that Rosie has set when making us laugh observing her personal life.
In response, Donald reminded us all of how small a big man can be. His tirade against poor Rosie included every childish invective he could think of except the one he needed, "Stick and Stones may break my bones..." The wounded Mr. Trump has even threatened a law suit. Memo to Donald: You are a public figure. You can't sue (successfully) just because someone made fun of you. Your biggest fear should not be the abuse of daytime comics. It should be the possibility that America gets tired of you telling us all how successful you are. Remember, any press is good press, especially when your principle claim to fame is inheriting your father's empire and appearing in MasterCard ads.
But look on the bright side. If you career as an over-inflated air bag goes bust, you can always petition to have a library built on the campus of SMU. It seems that they have a penchant for heroes that succeeded the old fashion way... they let Dad do it.
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