Trump towers in Bangkok
In the book “Trump and Me” by Mark Singer, Donald “Believe Me” Trump is variously described as a braggart, bully, swaggering buffoon, megalomaniac, narcissist and unpredictable demagogue with a need for total recognition. A vulgar man of rampaging ego but
Within an existence “unmolested by the rumbling of a soul” and “exempt from introspection” this “gaseous blatherer” has a genius for “counterfeit fellow-feeling”. A specialist in turning superficiality into profundity, bad taste into sophistication, he has developed the art of “image ownership” by appearing to exert control over assets that aren’t necessarily his. Obsessed with his brand, recklessly optimistic projections of earnings that fail to materialise indicate a fictitious net worth.
Awarded four “Pinocchios” by the Washington Post, his speeches of rambling self-aggrandisement and tough-talk sound bites also spew bogus facts and distortions, taunts, insults and threats. Thin-skinned and unable to soak up the return blows, he then sues for defamation and libel.
Trump explains, “It’s always good to do things nice and complicated so that nobody can figure it out.”
Ring any bells?
There are many wealthy business and corporate Trumpsters in Bangkok who, with comparable personality traits, fit the same mould exactly. The higher the attic, the greater the trash. With an auto-erotic approach to construction and “bigness”, maybe this “high-riser” has been their celestial business model all along.
John Shepherd
