Trump came out of the closet, finally, and said there was nothing wrong with that.
Speaking on Tuesday at a rally in Greenville, North Carolina, Trump, once AGAIN, went into a rapturous rant about Ohio Senator Jon Husted. Trump found out, during a previous rally on Saturday October 12th, that Husted played college football.
Trump was already impressed with his jawline, he told the crowd that day, but when he heard that he was an ATHLETE, he started "examining" the rest of him. "I looked, and I watched up and down. I looked at his ass, and I looked at the wholeâand then I looked at his hands. Look at his hands."
As soon as he said the word "ass," the MAGA crowd, as they do whenever Trump says something nasty, juvenile, or outrageous, hooted with laughter.
So immediately, Trump added the story to his greatest hits list. But each time he tells it now, he gets just a little bit more graphic. And he gets QUITE a bit more open about how he REALLY feels.
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At last night's rally in North Carolina, he couldn't WAIT to REALLY get into it.
"I'm studying his body. I've never studied the body of a man before. It's not my thing," he said.
And then he said, "Nothing wrong with it, of course."
Well. Well. WELL.
And then he went into detail. "I looked at his ass, and then I looked at his legs. I said, 'His ass, SHIT! it's like, his ass is like a pile of muscle,'" Trump said. "Then I looked at his legs, and I said, 'Man, his feet are BIG.' Then I looked at his shoulders, and I tapped him on the shoulder, and it actually hurt my hand. It's like a piece of steel. My hand still hurts."
Awww, Trump. Your poor little hand.
Yes. We know. The size of hands or feet are said to correlate to the size of another body part. The first time you told the story, you paused at, "I looked at the whole.... " and went to "hands". This time you said, "Man, his feet are BIG."
You are VERY aware of that stuff, aren't you, Trump?
During your 2016 campaign, Marco Rubio got you GOOD. He responded to your insult of "Little Marco" by saying,
"He IS taller than me. He's like 6' 2". Which is why I don't understand why his hands are the size of someone who is 5' 2. Have you seen his hands? And you know what they say about men with small hands — "
The crowd burst into laugher.
Marco paused a beat, smiled, and said,
" — You can't trust them."
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But let's not dwell your painful past, Trump. Fast-forward to last night.
After you finished gushing about the Senator, you put on your growly voice and said, "I'm all man. We're men, we're women, we're what ever the hell we are."
Yes we are. Nice to hear you admit it. And like you said before, "There's nothing wrong with that, of course."
So, will you stop calling James Talarico, "Tala-Freak-o" now? And while you're at it, tell your boy JD to lay off the homophobic crap as well.
Oh that's right. JD's NOT your boy, is he?
Yesterday in the Oval Office, you said something that kind of got lost during your three WILDLY unhinged outbursts against reporters.
A reporter DID get you to answer ONE question at least, about whether you were going to endorse JD for president in 2028.
And you refused to do it. You said it was TOO EARLY to talk about who you were going to endorse.
Really? You can't choose between "Little Marco" and your own Vice President. WHO WAS STANDING RIGHT BEHIND YOU. Trying VERY hard to smile. And ending up with a VERY dark look on his face.
But you didn't see it. You are only into your OWN feelings now, your own greed and lust and desires, and no longer see anything else at all.
Including the fact that more and more, now, The People are seeing through YOU.
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Trump walked out on the Rally stage last night to the soundtrack of one of his "commercials", a parody of a 1965 Paul Harvey classic radio broadcast feature called "So God made a FARMER." The A.I. commercial even copied Paul Harvey's voice.
âAnd on June 14th, 1946," the fake narrator begins, "God looked down on his planned paradise and said, 'I need a caretaker.' So God made Trump."
"God said, 'I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, fix this country, work all day, eat supper then go to the Oval Office and stay past midnight. So God made Trump.â
Right. In between naps. And after midnight he's posting A.I. slop like this on Truth Social. The blasphemous parody gets more ridiculous the longer it goes on.
âI need somebody who can shape an axe but wield a sword, who can make money from the tar of the sand and turn liquid to gold, go into the den of vipers, call out the Fake News for their tongues as sharp as a serpentâs, and fight the system all day, finish his 40-hour week by Tuesday noon, and then put in another 72 hours, while still finding time to attend church on Sundays."
Well, all righty then. There's more, but that's enough.
At least, we know now, that God made Trump "whatever the hell he is."
And "there's nothing wrong with that, of course."
Right, Trump?
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Commentary © Glee Violette
Photo: Trump's man-crush, Republican Senator Jon Husted of Ohio.
Credit - Jacquelyn Martin/AP
