Funny ain’t it? The guy who was screaming bloody murder over our current president’s birth certificate apparently doesn’t want anybody seeing any kind of paper trail that would support his contention that he graduated number one in his class at the Wharton School of Finance. This assertion was later exposed as a media myth with no basis in truth.
The New York Post last month carried it a few steps further than that. They couldn’t find a classmate with a memory of even running into Trump on campus. After two years attendance, Trumps name did appear in the yearbook as a student. There was no picture. If he accomplished anything notable, the yearbook editor missed it. The Washington Post pointed out that Trump was not, WAS NOT, enrolled in Wharton’s famed MBA program that has been at the core of its highly regarded academic reputation.
A skeptical Salon magazine article of a few years back implied a marginally deserved matriculation into Wharton thanks to a “sympathetic” admissions officer, an old classmate of Trump’s older brother.
Not only are his fellow students mum on the subject of Trump, but a CNBC.com report indicates the school isn’t exactly talkative on the matter either. There’s nary a single statement for attribution from current leadership of that fine institution. CNBC did discover that Trump has apparently not gifted his alma mater with penny one. The most positive thing that can be said about his connection to the school was his inclusion in a 2007 list of “most influential graduates.” The recognition was mainly predicated on his work in Real Estate.
Not the smartest, not number 1, just influential and nobody will deny him that. That’s a big step from being booted out of Kew-Forest School for behavioral problems as a young kid.
Of course memories fade after nearly a half-century. “The Donald” will be 70 his next birthday. If elected, he’ll be in his late seventies when he leaves the White House.
As for his great concern for workers losing jobs to those terrible corporations that have abandoned this great land, willy nilly and set up shop overseas, here’s but one striking example of that anti-American business strategy. It’s called Trump International Real Estate.
Here’s how the Trump International Website describes his global business: “The Trump Organization is the world’s only global luxury real estate super-brand, and is responsible for many of the world’s most recognized developments. Trump is renowned for its leadership in real estate development, sales and marketing, and property management representing the highest level of excellence and luxury in residential, office, and retail properties.” Many of his obscenely rich luxury clientele come from the very companies that abandoned the U.S.
His portfolio includes fancy hotels and golf courses in such faraway vistas as Dubai. “Hey, ain’t there some of them Muslims over there?” Yep, about 60%. Then there are Trump Hotels and Golf Courses, that at least bear his name that suckers purchase for the privilege of being associated with a goon. Let’s not forget the tax havens Panama and Ireland that make the list (trade-outs?) as does Canada, including an upcoming hotel project in “Van.” Canada is perfectly acceptable for assorted Trump money-making ventures. In listening to his speeches, Mexico is apparently not, the latter just missing acceptance by the skin of its skin.
Istanbul makes the cut with a 99% Muslim population. There are a bunch of other countries included in the portfolio. So, let’s make America great again by building our projects overseas.
Back home real world side note. Trump was noted for hiring general and sub-contractors who utilized great numbers of illegal immigrants in the workforces that built his hotels and other projects.
For those who might think that a high profile “entertainer” cannot get elected to high office, consider some names other than the obvious. Ronald Reagan and Arnold Schwarzenegger are usually the first to come to mind when thinking of those who have aspired to and gained political plums in DC and their states. Arnold was a two-term governor in spite of his marital infidelity and inability to keep his hands off of any part of opposite-sex anatomy.
Fred Grandy came floating into Congress on the Love Boat, while Sonny Bono earned his legislative bones from Sonny and Cher fame. Democrat Al Franken took his SNL act to DC. Athletes gained some additional notoriety in service to their country. Jack Kemp was a fine Quarterback who ran HUD. Jim Bunning was a terrific pitcher and embarrassingly right-wing Representative, then U.S. Senator. Steve Largent, a terrific NFL receiver, was elected to four terms to the U.S. House. I don’t think it was possible to be more homophobic than Largent. Four terms were four too many.
And there are others. The point being that just because Donald Trump is at his core an entertainer with little knowledge of anything that would “make America great again”, doesn’t mean he can’t get elected to the presidency. He won’t, of course, but it could take a longer time to cart him off to the political landfill than you might think.
The closest public official to Trump that I can think of is the former governor of Minnesota, Jessie Ventura. His politics were just as baffling as those of Trump. He supported abortion rights and waterboarding in the same breath. He was a truly charismatic character given his pro wrestling tutelage under World Wrestling Federation’s Vince McMahon (The WWF became World Wrestling Entertainment in 2002). McMahon’s spouse, Linda, was bitten by the run for office bug twice. She ran as a Republican against one Connecticut Democratic Senator and lost, then a couple of years later, took on the other one and lost again. That’s what happens when your matches aren’t scripted.
So, enjoy Donald Trump, the political version of a wrestling “heel,” while possible. I’m betting the lucha libres would love to get ahold of him. He’s got just enough ego to stick around as long as he can, but he’s not going to be a factor at the very end.
Trump or no Trump (no pun intended, bridge players), this is going to be the most interesting presidential election in modern history.