(02-04-2016, 11:43 AM)RolloTheGreat Wrote: I'm impressed by Trump's aptitude for earning money, and his ability to appeal to a sector of voters with his carefully crafted speech.
I'm a lot smarter than the people he's crafting his speech for, and as such, his sophistry does not fly with me.
Impressed?? Trump was simply born with a platinum spoon in his mouth, and given the responsibility of managing millions of dollars each day. That's how he grew up, and he did screw up a few times with bankruptcies, but he did manage to stay a billionaire after all.
For those born with a spoon worth hundreds of millions of dollars in their mouth, all they have to do is stay hyper-social. That is, be a freaking social butterfly constantly seeking the royal nectar among the rich - which is easy to do if already imbued with such a haughty class/caste status.
One thing for sure, though, like with the rest of high-up politicians and most of the multi-millionaires out there, they're social slaves. They have to socialize, socialize, and socialize like hell like 200-300+ days out of the year, with so damn many people. It's actually rare for a super-rich person to not be so intensely and deeply social. Life is filled with so much noise, that there is not much time and quietness to really sit back and look at the whole picture from a distance. One is simply completely swamped with all things social. It's like "me - you, you - me, me - you, you - me, me - you guys, you guys - me, me - you guys, you guys - me, me - you guys, you guys - me,.........
The entire body is submerged in the concoction of "I'm getting the prize", all the way up to the very nostrils - oh, so very much that one hardly ever has time to step back and genuinely contemplate where the demanding beast of the gold prize itself came from - if it should presently and constantly rule one's own life as to undertaking 90+% of own entire preoccupation throughout daily living - including bedtime dreams. With such a dis-allowance of personal resignation of say, a few hours of waking hours each day, from being such a busy social bee dealing to-and-fro, is one actually a social slave, in the basest sense of the word, slave? Is that all one's own life would amount to, in the long run? Just a bunch of crazy social noise and clamor? All of that here-and-fro with thousands upon thousands of powerful and demanding people, and many thousands more each month or even each week..? Could one just go and climb mountains a few days each week in peace without the impossibly heavy social burden weighing down on the shoulders, without being horrendously interrupted by the discordantly excited encounter-ers that largely resonate from a certain nervousness, upon each path in the woods except for the utmost remote parts of the world? Even a king who has the power to get away at will, to embark on a journey of solace at regular intervals, the king is barely freed from the mental preoccupation of the responsibilities of dealing with such abnormally social life that is so many times more intensive than that of an average patriot. Every word uttered in one's own wake is not dealt with lightly - every word weighs a ton and hardly escapes being reviewed hundreds of times over with one's own personal reflection. As a supernova is being seen by thousands of telescope mirrors, the supernova burns with its own inflated ruckus of compulsive reflection.
Hahahahahhaha, Trump!! You just couldn't handle entering a Foxnews debate! You want the prize as usual, but you don't want the responsibility, so you're torn apart!
