Another day and another thing our President says, does or Tweets is called “Offensive” or “Rude” or “Not Presidential.” It’s getting old and I’m confused by why people are shocked by anything this man says or does. He’s not politically correct. He’s not one to compromise. Sometimes he may come off as caustic and brash. Where’s the news here? This behavior and the Trump brand was spelled out for all of us to observe in his 1987 best-seller “The Art of the Deal.”
President Trump has penned over ten best selling books. “The Art of the Deal” is the one you should read. It’s the perfect business model of who Donald Trump is, what he believes and how he conducts business. He knows the laws. A lot of laws on the books today are stupid. Trump seeks these out, exploits them, finds the loopholes that will give him the advantage and then plays his hand. He likes to walk out of meetings if you aren’t serious about making a deal. He’s a freak about trust. You’re either on Team Trump or you will be on the outside looking in. Sound familiar? That’s who he was in 1987, that’s who he was when he won the Presidency in 2016 and that’s who he is today.
I understand if ya don’t like the guy. Sometimes he says things that leave even his greatest supporters saying “Oh boy…..” Sometimes he says things that causes people to say “Did he have to say it THAT way?” The answer is “yes.” That’s just the way he operates. At least there isn’t much grey and ya know how he feels. Sure it stings. Yes it’s uncomfortable. If your not happy with the way your 401-K is blowing up, the surging stock market and the record low unemployment….you do have an option. Circle Tuesday, November 23, 2020 on your calendar and vote him out. Thanks for reading!
I have been on record for saying “Trust No One.” I have been burned too many times. Trust is not something that should be handed out like a flyer when you exit the flea market. Trust is earned and cannot be for sale. I have learned that people will use you for their own satisfaction. That will never happen to me again. I won’t allow it.
I don’t need a stranger knocking on my door with a bowl of potato salad. I don’t want to go to the neighborhood block party. I want to be left alone so I decided to purchase an eye patch.
For fifteen bucks I think I have found the secret to being ignored. No one wants to approach the guy with the eye patch. There is an immediate sense of danger and apprehension attached to anyone that wears the aforementioned patch. What happened? Is he a pirate? Does he own a parrot? Is that leg made of wood? The questions are endless.
Anything that insures privacy is a good thing. I find an eye patch to be much more effective than a “Beware of the Dog” sign. It’s two bucks at K-Mart and doesn’t release my fear factor. So if you see me around town, I’ll be wearing my patch and more than likely sitting in the corner of the room with my eye (notice how it’s not plural?) locked on the entrance. Knowledge is power.
For a moment today we stopped talking about Casey Anthony. For a moment today we stopped talking about the lousy jobs outlook. For a moment today everyone put all their differences aside and we came together. We all either looked to the skies or looked to our TV sets as the final space shuttle flight successfully lifted off. Democrat stood next to Republican and black stood next to white. Together we shared our pride in our country as we joined in a unison chant of “USA! USA! USA!”
That moment of truly having a “United States of America” lasted as long as the plume of shuttle smoke remained in the atmosphere. Once again the finger-pointing is back in session and the “he said/she said” game of blame is in full swing. Why don’t the suit and ties on Capital Hill understand what we, the common man, truly believes. We don’t care about the blame….we care about the fix.
I live in West Palm Beach where the summer heat and humidity is almost unbearable. If my air-conditioning went out I really don’t care what is wrong I just want someone to fix it. This country has been without air-conditioning for quite some time. Everyone is uncomfortable. The guy that promised he could fix our air conditioning isn’t getting the job done. In less than two years we are going to be asked who we want to take care of our “air-conditioning.” I would hope this nation would be able to react like they did today. Set the differences aside. Come together for a common cause. RESEARCH your candidates. Forget about party affiliation, who is the best speaker, color or who your family votes for. Vote for the BEST repairman…….because it’s really starting to get hot in here.