Is anyone really surprised that Trump decided not to run? I called out his fake candidacy way back in January, well before he even got on the birther kick.
In a Jan. 2 column, I awarded him a 2010 Golden Typo Award for his ability to conjure up free publicity by pretending to run for the White House. I am confident that he will win the trophy of ignominy again this year.
People call him P.T. Barnum like he’s some kind of delightful con artist. But I prefer to liken him to a one-armed bandit, a human slot machine which takes your money but delivers nothing in return. With his rip-off Trump University and ongoing scheme to sell his name to condominium developments that go belly up, Trump is the personification of “Fool’s Gold.” Everything with him is and always will be caveat emptor.
Good grief, the man has a phobia for shaking hands– a fact I pointed out in a March 2 column.
Reading his press statement, you get the feeling Trump wants people to think he holed up in a cave to meditate before coming to this grave decision. What a crock of you-know-what. HE WAS NEVER GOING TO RUN.
I want to personally thank the millions of Americans who have joined the various Trump grassroots movements and written me letters and e-mails encouraging me to run. My gratitude for your faith and trust in me could never be expressed properly in words.
He should’ve added: Now, don’t forget to watch the exciting finale of my show, “Celebrity Apprentice.”
And get this– the Web site, www.shouldtrumprun.com is still up. Evidently suckers are not only born every minute, they never give up.