I don't care how disrespectful it is, or how trivial and superficial I'm being, I will not call him President Donald Trump.
Hillary Clinton is the president and she has been usurped. I understand that Trump is a fascist and that's he's infantile. What I don't understand is the pussy-grabbing titillations and giggling schoolboy attitude toward sex, and his disdain for women. It's vulgar. I don't understand it—or, I should say I "didn't" understand it until I recently spent three days in Las Vegas.
Now I understand it.
As I walked down the strip I was handed cards, each with a photograph of a curvaceous prostitute and a telephone number. The assumption was: 1 ) I'm straight, and 2 ) I'm so ugly and insecure that I have to pay for sex.
I have never and never will pay for sex.
The word "TRUMP" atop his Las Vegas casino should have been a clue. Trump admirer Toby Keith was playing in Las Vegas. That should have been the second clue. However, it didn't hit me until the second day. Trump IS Las Vegas. It's tacky, greedy, brash and sexually repressed. Far from being liberated, the attitude toward sex in Las Vegas is puerile and backward. Even the catchphrase "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" bothers me.
Why does it stay in Vegas? The phrase implies that Las Vegas is a place where you can behave in a way that is unacceptable at home. Why not be honest and do those things at home. Why not celebrate sexuality and not have it as some dirty little secret to be brushed under the carpet. Aside from gambling, Las Vegas is for straight men to pay for sex because they're incapable of forming a meaningful relationship with a woman. If I could ask Trump one question, it would be this: "Have you ever had sex with someone else without paying for it?" I suspect he has not. Is there anything wrong with that? Well, yes, actually there is. If he's paying for sex-let's not be na�ve, Melania isn't with him for love-then women become commodities. He once owned the Miss America contest. Nuff said! What does he care about women's health issues? If one gets sick he can trade her in for a new one—not one made in the States, as an American woman wouldn't put up with his B.S.
I'm far from being a prude. I don't want people to think I'm against gambling and hiring whores. I'm not. Go for it. I'm just saying that after three days in Las Vegas, I now understand the vulgarity of Donald Trump and that bunch of white guys now running the country. It's that naughty-naughty-naughty attitude toward sex before leaving Las Vegas and returning to their puritanical lives.
Las Vegas is a city of flashing lights and old white men frothing and dribbling over bouncing boobies. It's a city of people feeding slot machines hoping to get something for nothing. It's a city where the Mafia controls "sin" as they have since Al Capone and prohibition.
"What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."
What happened to me in Vegas was that I saw the brilliant Cirque du Soleil Beatles show Love and I found an excellent Indian restaurant. I didn't gamble and I didn't hire a whore.
I hated Las Vegas. It's a clogged-up toilet, an embarrassment to this country. I can't wait to go back. It's like visiting a zoo. Next time, I'm taking cookies to feed the johns as they look for whores.
Donald Trump thinks that money can buy anything. However, one thing money can't buy is poverty.
Maybe that's why he hates the poor.
