#trumpslate

I am not articulate. I have trouble pronouncing the word articulate. I am not educated. I sell fake education. Learning to communicate with my fellow men and women is beyond my understanding. Communication does not lead to world domination. And I’m not here to dominate - not collaborate.

A Trumpslation: I have read (yes, someone read it to me) about the continent of Great Britain. I am familiar with its existence. My subordinates have invested a great deal of my fortune in the land. I would encourage the people of Great Britain to make an educated decision whether to stay in the EU or leave. By saying that, I of course really want them to leave.

I’d like to draw your attention to the fact that my powers of discernment and understanding of rational behaviour are very limited: the only strategies I respect are direct aggression and violence. When I can’t understand someone’s approach, it makes me scared, and I try to make them my enemy, because inside I’m a scared baby-man. Complex ideas will also make other ignorant people afraid and confused. Because my spoiled daddy’s boy insides are whining so loud for attention, I find President Obama’s refusal to employ inflammatory rhetoric baffling, incomprehensible and infuriating. Don’t you agree?