Arriving dressed like a garbage collector at one of his last rallies, Trump described how hard it was for him to climb up into the cab of the garbage truck. In front of thousands, he was self-deprecating and jolly, and uttered the phrase we all say all the time: "Oh, shit!" The crowd roared, and I realized right then and there that he would win the election. When he said he liked the outfit because someone told him it was "slimming," that sealed the deal.
Despite his fabulous wealth and incredible life history, Trump has remained a real person with that great, outsized New York personality. He's often raucously funny and says what everyone's thinking, whereas Kamala Harris is one of those plastic manufactured dolls you find in toy stores, the kind with a string coming out of her back. Pull it and she says one of the following implanted phrases: "I grew up in a middle class family, I offer an opportunity economy, We have more in common than what separates us."
The sore-loser Democrats console themselves by thinking Harris lost because she's a woman, or because she's black, and America just isn't ready for that. They're wrong. Harris lost because she's a plastic dummy with an empty head. Lacking the ability to see herself as others see her, she laughs like a crazed hyena even when nothing is funny, perhaps to show off her only true asset: great teeth.
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