Old Trump. He thinks he knows it all. He’s a businessman and has been for years. King of his own show. He’s been around the traps. Probably fucked a lot of women. Broken hearts. Picked some to play with. Thinks that he’s the only one that knows how to put it all right. Hell he probably didn’t want to run for president, but you know, watching the artificially unintelligent try to run their little show is just too frustrating for a brain the size of his. It’s a wonder he can even be bothered to get out of bed in the morning. No experience is new, no new insights, most conversation bores him. You can tell because he doesn’t even really bother to keep a track of what he thinks; of what’s true and what’s not. He could care less about what he says and when. Who could he offend, only the useless weevils with half a brain. It’s a wonder he doesn’t melt into his own singularity really.