I vividly remember Donald Trump’s campaign kickoff speech at Trump Tower on June 16, 2015 — a day which will live in imbecility.
I recall that Trump seemed congenitally incapable of telling the truth, rode an escalator as part of what appeared to be some sort of shambolic, improptu comedy bit, and, of course, claimed Mexico was full of a smattering of “good people” and a presumably much larger smattering of vicious rapists and drug mules:
“When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best. They’re not sending you. They’re not sending you. They’re sending people that have lots of problems, and they’re bringing those problems with us. They’re bringing drugs. They’re bringing crime. They’re rapists. And some, I assume, are good people.”
The speech was so fatuous, offensive, and dishonest, of course he beat all Republican comers on his way to more or less permanently befouling the White House. God looked down on me enjoying my IPA and Field Roast vegan sausages atop my sunlit backyard deck and thought, “Let’s fuck with that guy’s life for a while, shall we?”
Apart from Trump’s open racism, what most stood out to me was that he was a total joke who had no idea what he was talking about on any subject. And for some reason, this quote in particular grabbed my attention: