A man even dogs don’t like (part 2)

Here is the link to Part 1

A couple of people have asked me why I don’t like Donald Trump.

“Sure, he’s rough around the edges,” they say.

“But don’t you admire his strength? His success? His golf swing?”

And I smile politely – the same way you do when someone tells you they prefer fish fingers to a freshly grilled King George whiting.

It’s not just that he behaves like the villain in a badly written soap opera who’s inherited a media empire and immediately declared war on decency. I’ve got reasons – plenty of them. Most were laid out in Part 1, but with a little more time to reflect, I’m ready to add a few more to the list.

Let’s start with the obvious: the truth deficit. Trump treats facts the way most people treat unwanted Facebook invites – he ignores them completely, or worse, deletes them with a CAPS-LOCKED tweet. Whether it’s the size of his inauguration crowd or the number of people who voted illegally in 2020 (zero, by the way, which is about 60 million less than what he thinks it is), the man has a magical ability to conjure up falsehoods like a magician pulling golf balls from a red cap.

He once claimed wind turbines cause cancer. He thinks injecting bleach will cure COVID. He says he “aced” a dementia test because he remembered the words “person, woman, man, camera, TV.” I’m not sure if that’s medical science or the ramblings of a man who spent too long watching Fox & Friends at full volume.

And then there’s the ego. Oh, the ego.

This is a man who once described himself as “the most humble person you will ever meet,” which is something no genuinely humble person has ever said. He refers to himself in the third person more than the King of England. He demands loyalty not to country, or law, or truth – but to Trump. Always Trump. Only Trump.

His speeches are an exercise in chaos theory. Start on immigration, veer into a story about his uncle from Geschlachtenbretzingen (which he can’t even pronounce), detour through “fake news,” then land on how everyone is saying he’s never looked better. If Trump’s rhetoric were a GPS, you’d end up in a lake.

Let’s not forget his approach to diplomacy – the man who fell in love with Kim Jong-un, shouted at NATO, ghosted the G7, and took a Sharpie to a hurricane map. He sees the presidency not as a responsibility but as a ratings battle. If the White House had a revolving door, it would have been spinning faster than his take on whether Russia ever interfered with anything.

Domestically? Trump’s idea of “law and order” involved using tear gas on peaceful protesters so he could tweet that he just saved Los Angeles. He brags about tax cuts for billionaires while average families struggle with healthcare costs, student debt, and the existential dread of having him in charge of the nuclear codes.

He talks about “draining the swamp,” then fills his administration with cronies, lobbyists, family members, and the occasional guy who looks like he wandered off a yacht named The Impeachment.

He made cruelty fashionable again. He ridiculed the disabled, demeaned women, insulted war heroes, and branded journalists “the enemy of the people.” If empathy were a resource, Trump would sell it off in a no-bid contract to a private equity firm named “Big Greed Inc.”

But the newest reason I don’t like Donald Trump?

It’s not because he’s conservative. It’s not because he’s rich. It’s not even because he talks like a reality TV host who drank too much Red Bull before the cameras rolled.

It’s because he makes everything about him – even democracy.

I believe in public service. He believes in self-service. I believe in leadership. He believes in showmanship. I believe the job of a president is to bring out the best in a country.

He brings out the worst – with confidence, volume, and zero shame.

And no, I don’t admire the golf swing either.

PS: “Why haven’t you mentioned dogs?”, you ask. “They’re in the title”, you say. There’s a simple explanation: That’s just me being Trumpish – not following the script.

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