There's something deeply wrong inside Donald Trump. In an 1994 interview Trump was asked about his daughter, Tiffany, who was just a baby then:
"Donald, what does Tiffany have of yours and what does she have of Marla's?" the show's host, Robin Leach, asked, referring to Trump's second wife Marla Maples.He sexualizes everything female, including his own baby daughter, and then either approves of her tits or tells her that she is ugly. That, my friends, is sick.
Trump's answer to the "innocent question" left Noah speechless.
"I think she's got a lot of Marla, she's a beautiful baby. She's got beautiful legs. We don't know if she's got this part yet," Trump said, as he cupped his hands under his chest to signify breasts, "But time will tell."
I don't want a man (for lack of a more appropriate term; worm? dandruff?) like that to possibly become the president of the United States. He would never represent more than half of the citizens of this country, because he sees them as tit-stands or something akin to toilet paper: Useful but disposable after use (heh).
On the other hand, Ted Cruz smells like Torquemada, so I don't want him, either. While Trump would run this country as his very own pleasure palace and then run it down to ground, Cruz would run it as a torture chamber of infidels. He has a lot in common with the radical mullahs, though of course who gets the infidel label stitched to their jackets would differ.
Neither is anything but bad news for women. Cruz is even for the rapists' fatherhood rights.
I came to write this post after reading a Buzzfeed piece about Bernie Sanders and Hillary Clinton. The piece is pro-Clinton, the comments mostly are not. The most recently posted ones at the time of my reading were these:
These are quite gentlemanly comments when it comes to subtle sexism, actually. They would be funnier if they were:
Go to jail, female dog
More of the sound a hen makes after laying an egg than a laugh.
That hen-thing is one actual definition of "cackle," though what people disliking Hillary Clinton mean by it is something different: Perhaps that she is an old witch who cackles or that women are supposed to laugh in a ladylike manner and not have cankles (fat ankles), either. Can men cackle?