Its Not Like He Didnt TELL You [View all]

Throughout the Trump campaign, I maintained that he never wanted the job – ergo, he never wanted to win. Of course, as a man with an ego bigger than the known universe, he enjoyed the rallies, the media attention, the idea of running for president – but he never thought he’d win, and he did everything to ensure that he didn’t.

As I watched the campaign unfold, I could feel him going through his checklist, saying and doing all the things that would ensure he would never see the inside of the White House other than as a tourist.

Mock a disabled man – check. Insult Mexicans – check. Label Muslims as terrorists – check. Call AAs inherently lazy – check. Demonize immigrants - check.

I actually pictured Trump jumping up and down with glee as the Access Hollywood tapes were released, and as Melania’s nude photos appeared in the tabloids – and even wondered if he had arranged such things himself, an insurance policy of sorts that would turn the public against him with a vengeance.

Trump’s performance art at the debates was, to give credit where it’s due, among his finest hours. What better way to drive home the idea that he is a misogynistic, ego-driven bully than to literally stalk Hillary on-stage, calling her a nasty woman while, at the same time, demonstrating his complete lack of knowledge about government, domestic and foreign affairs, and bragging about being “too smart” to pay taxes?

It all added up. The pending lawsuits, the allegations of sexual assault, the many stories about having defrauded trusting citizens out of fees paid to his “university”, the hard-working businessmen he refused to pay for their services, the outsourcing of his brand-name merchandise to low-wage countries, the use of undocumented workers to build his real estate empire built with steel sourced from China instead of being purchased from US manufacturers - even ties to Putin and indebtedness to Russian interests were proffered as the cherry on a totally unsavoury, un-American cake.

Other than wearing a flashing neon sign around his neck saying “DON’T vote for ME”, the man did everything he could to be despised, hated, and eventually dismissed as rich white trash by every single voter in the country, regardless of political affiliation.

In a last-ditch effort to cover his own inevitable loss - a loss he had carefully hand-crafted himself - Trump introduced the idea of a "rigged election" being at fault, a CYA excuse that would allow him to lose with his ego still intact.

But then it all went terribly wrong. The racists LOVED him, the bigots ADORED him, the MSM fawned over him, and so-called “Christian” leaders described him as a pussy-grabbing-but-moral-man who had been chosen by God to lead a nation with his “piece of ass” daughter, his “deer caught in the headlights” wife, and his endangered-animal-slaughtering sons at his side.

Since having been declared the pResident-elect, Trump has continued his campaign as the “you really DON’T want me running things” candidate. He has made it abundantly clear that not only does he not want the job, he is more than willing to remind everyone that he REALLY doesn’t want it. He is choosing the most unacceptable advisors and cabinet members, he has raised his middle finger to the idiots who bought into his bullshit – “You were a fool – you trusted me” – and has made a point of reminding us all that he will not will not go quietly into that Oval Office good night.

In summary, Donald Trump is mad as hell. He has been saddled with responsibilities he never wanted, he’s been elected to a position where he will be brutally criticized every day of his life for his ineptitude, he has been thrust onto a world stage where he will be proven inadequate by every measure on a global scale.

Make no mistake about it. Trump is a man who seeks revenge against those who have crossed him – and the first victims of that revenge will be the people who were stupid enough to vote for him.

If Hillary decides to challenge the outcome of this election and wins, no one will heave a more resounding sigh of relief than the man who is still hoping to escape the noose that is tightening itself around his flabby orange neck.