Born Identity

     So Donald Trump, after tending to his comb over, emerged from his helicopter in New Hampshire yesterday to pronounce that he was "proud" and "honored" to "have been able to get" the president to release his birth certificate. No surprises there. Trump is ever so proud of himself: he is rich, arrogant, has a hot wife half his age, "You're fired!" is his catchphrase. As for the honored part, he's already made sure of that. His name adorns - or defaces - hotels, golf courses and condos across the nation. The one place we can be sure it will never be is where he aspires to show it off - on the door of the Oval Office: 64% Americans in a Gallup poll say they just wouldn't vote for The Donald, period. Despite his dollars, this makes sense: why would Americans entrust the future of the economy to a person whose branded properties have had a history of corporate bankruptcy?

     Last month, Trump declared, "I have a great relationship with the blacks. I've always had a great relationship with the blacks." But his new baseless accusation that Obama should not have been admitted to the Ivy Leagues sounded nothing but racist. You weren't president of the Harvard Law Review, were you now, Trump? In fact, what needs to be questioned is that who admitted this dumb ass to Wharton? Daddy's connections came in handy, I suppose. He continues to bash China and Chinese products (calling them "crap") when some of the garments in the Donald J. Trump Signature Collection are, according to their labels, "Made in China." Full of ironies, this man.
 
     Even though the birth certificate being released does not mean an end to the whole birther conspiracy, it for sure has allowed the media to entertain us in the form of the Trump freak show. The royal wedding hoopla was starting to get a little boring now. Prince William needs a comb over, too.