Nurse the Hate: Feeling Sorry For President Trump

I was reading the headlines this morning and felt an odd sensation for Trump that I hadn’t felt before.  Pity.  This guy is in so far over his head it’s painfully obvious. He has very few of the skills necessary for him to be effective in his job.  Regardless of where one stands on personal philosophy and political alignment, it is almost impossible to suggest that Donald Trump has any knowledge of most of the issues he is forced to face or details of any kind.  He doesn’t “do” details.  His attention span is so limited that even if he wanted to plow through economic data or intelligence reports on the Middle East, there is little evidence he could pull that off.  He has always succeeded by being a flashy showman that says what he feels the people in front of him at that moment want to hear.  That is awesome when the task is to sell a branded sponsorship of a hotel.  That is not so awesome when trying to figure out a plan on Syria.

On top of this, his past contains a web of poor decisions of adulterous fucking of strippers/porn stars, grabbing anonymous pussies, back slapping and cutting checks to those in his wake.  Things go away when you cut a check and you are a Real Estate Charlatan.  Unfortunately, it all comes back around when the entire planet is digging around in your past.  He has completely screwed so many people over the years in all aspects of his life that he makes Bill Clinton seem pious.  A wise man would never buy a used car from Donald Trump or leave his sister in a room with him alone. 

So now this ill-equipped man is sitting in a room trying to bluff his way though global politics, international trade, and high temperature domestic complexities while simultaneously being investigated for a variety of things which are at the least unethical and more likely illegal.  It’s too much for a capable person to handle even if they knew what they were doing.  Every time Trump turns around someone has found something from his past that requires rigorous defense.  He can’t possibly offer the concentration necessary to solve the stacks of problems in front of him, many of which he unwittingly created from his lack of understanding of the very situations he is now been tasked to solve.  Despite his mammoth ego, Trump must know that he is not fit for the situation he knowingly placed himself into.    

I am unbelievably bad at advanced math.  I remember sitting in Geometry class being asked to “find the area of the rhombus”.  While my classmates were diligently buried in their papers using theorems I didn’t understand, I was thinking “when am I ever going to encounter a rhombus?”.  4X+Y=Z+2Y=what the fuck are you talking about?  I spent one full semester not having any idea of what was going on around me while staring at the curve of a girl named Laurie’s left breast two seats ahead of me to my right.  I knew every nuance of her body’s left side and not a thing about Geometry II. 

There was a crisis point when I had to go up to the blackboard and work through a problem.  I had fallen so far behind in my understanding, it was like being asked to stand in front of the class and perform “The Odyssey” in original Greek from memory.  At this point in my life I did not have any confidence whatsoever.  I was afraid to say “I don’t understand.  Explain it to me.”.  I assumed that if I asked anyone for help it would make me look weak and foolish.  I just hoped maybe I could blend in and no one would notice I didn’t know anything.  There was no escaping this moment though.  I walked up to the blackboard that day like a prisoner walking to the gallows.  I tried to bluff my way through it, but even to a casual observer walking past, I had no idea what I was doing.  I remember feeling ashamed and embarrassed as the class didn’t laugh at me, but instead looked on with silent horror.  I never should have been in that class in the first place.  I didn’t belong there.  I was just like our current President who, at some point, is going to get called up to that blackboard and must try to come up with an answer while we look on horrified.