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“Oh what a tangled web we weave / When first we practice to deceive” Sir Walter Scott
I apologize for this lengthy piece. I cut and edited like a fiend and still, it is too long.
I watched as Donald Trump rode an escalator down to the podium where he announced his candidacy for President of the United States. As Trump spoke, I was thinking where the Hell did all that come from?
Trump had spent his life making his name known, playing the great businessman, bragging, flaunting, and basking in the spotlight. But there, at the bottom of that escalator, something wasn’t right; this was not the Trump I’d come to know. Something really deep, some long-hidden motivation was coming to the surface. But what? What was going on in Donald Trump’s mind?
Trump’s rhetoric was so shocking, it kept us from looking inside the man himself. Professional and armchair psychiatrists quickly diagnosed Trump with narcissistic personality disorder. Maybe they were right, but something much deeper was driving Donald Trump.
What Donald Trump did not say, that day or any other, was how he felt about the deportation of a man named Trump, who happened to be his grandfather. Of course, Donald was silent. In 2015, American soldiers were still fighting and dying in Afghanistan and all over the Middle…
