#239 In which we take a momentary break from bombing our little hearts out
Donald Trump, prior to becoming President—a statement that to this day boggles the mind whenever we type it—devoted his career to putting his name on things. He wasn’t a great architect or urban planner or visionary or business executive, despite his demurrals claiming all of these. He made his money by selling his name to people. That was it. Period. The buyers believed that using this name, putting it on a hotel or apartment building or the like, would add enough of a layer of class to warrant the expense. And there certainly are people who believe that all you need is gilt. Which is why we here at ConstiToonies HQ are surprised neither by the man of wealth and taste today putting his name on everything he sees in the neighborhood, nor by his decorating of the White House in goldenesque self-awarded trophies. None of this is new, yet when himself decided his name should go on the dollar bill, suddenly the media was all over the whole TrumpStamping business as if they had never heard ...