We so often hear that Donald Trump’s real talent is in showmanship, sales skills, marketing and public relations. The talking heads crow with pride that he’s a political outsider, they remind the faithful over and over that Trump can really take care of business, that he's a black-belt when it comes to PR and back-room negotiating, and we’re then reassured that that’s why we should all suspend common sense and vote for him. It seems to work on lots of voters, around 35% to 40% by last count.
But to watch the Republican nominee for President bumble his way straight toward the worst ass kicking since McGovern and Goldwater combined is a study in what to never do when cameras and microphones are pointed in your direction. At this point any objective observer has to wonder, could he fuck it up worse if he tried?
And the answer isn’t eleventy-billion dimensional chess or anything like that. Trump is just a common trust fund kid who got in over his head by a quirk of fate, and he doesn’t have a chance in hell of coming out of it with a shred of dignity left intact.