O, Rosie–O, Donald We’re O ver it

By Erika B. Webb
January 12, 2007 (Posted at 7:40 pm)

Methinks Donald Trump has totally jumped the shark. Why is he spending weeks on end sniping back and forth with a couple of women?

Isn’t there some land to acquire, a monolith to erect, a hair transplant to have? This guy has always seemed classless and a shade lighter than the brightest Crayola to me. I don’t care how much money he has. I’ve met enough “self-made” people who simply were not Mensa candidates, just savvy, lucky and maybe good at marketing. Donald is a cliche at best.

How predictable can you get? Make money, achieve notoriety, screw around on your wife, divorce your wife, get the mistress pregnant, make her Mrs. Tramp, I mean Trump, name the kid after a famous jewelry store (yea, we get it…because you’re so rich you can afford jewelry from there). Can’t you almost picture the smugathon the night they came up with that one? You’re right, D to the T, we do all think you’re ever so clever.

Divorce that wife, get another one–back to three syllables this time, a sure sign this one will endure. I’m too bored to go on.

Then, because the S–for SUPER-ficial–on your cape wasn’t big enough already, you jumped–in a timely fashion–on the bandwagon leaving for Vapid City, Idiotland, destination Reality TV. You squeezed a few seasons out of it. Thank God people are stupid. You coined a new phrase. Big whoop, even Paris can do that. Well, I take that back. Hers didn’t really catch on, did it? But you two geniuses were thinking along the same linguistic longitude. Two words…one phrase…one commonly heard in the summertime and the other often heard in offices since the beginning of time. You both get an A+ for creativity and originality. NOT!

Guess what Don Swan? Rosie O has a big mouth. It’s constantly pictorally immortalized in the shape of the first letter of her last name. See above if you’re not following me here. Given her alleged preferences I’m very surprised that she chooses this particular configuration for so many pictures but ours is not to reason. Right Donaldo?

Anyway, I lost my focus but since I’m not on your stupid show, you can’t fire me–HA! Rosie gets paid to run her mouth and piss people off. Besides that, here in this land of opportunity, folks are entitled to OOOOOpinions. I can’t believe this nonsense is making headlines. I can’t believe I’m writing about it when I seriously would just like it to stop.

I’m sick of all three of your faces now and who cares if Miss America or whoever she is got a pardon or not. She’s going to fade into obscurity anyway. Don’t they all? That’s another thing. How come not one of them, in the history of the event, have ever ended up “making the world a better place?” They do their tour of duty and spend the rest of their existence polishing their crowns and smiling nostalgically at old pictures?

Why don’t you get a hobby? I hear there’s a new version of Monopoly out. Leave Barbara alone. She’s a proven professional. Don’t bring her down to the level you’ve sunk to.    

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