Trump con­trols our minds

Sunday Independent (Ireland) - Living - - PARTY TIME! - EILIS O’HAN­LON

DON­ALD Trump sent the world mad this year. No­body could think straight be­cause, ev­ery­where they turned, there he was, loom­ing over the world like Godzilla ram­pag­ing through the down­town dis­tricts of our imag­i­na­tions, knock­ing things over, sewing chaos.

His op­po­nents on both sides of the Atlantic have spent half the time beat­ing their chests in fury and ask­ing how on earth he made it to the White House, and the other half won­der­ing how they can get him out of it. Im­peach­ment was the buzz word, but he’s now been US Pres­i­dent for nearly a year, and there’s no sign of him go­ing qui­etly.

To be hon­est, it’s been quite fun to watch this year-long howl of an­guish. Cruel, but fun.

If only his en­e­mies could put a frac­tion of this en­ergy into find­ing a can­di­date who can beat him in 2020 in­stead of wal­low­ing in their pain like masochists rolling naked in a field of net­tles.

My own the­ory is that he’s so fond of tor­ment­ing them at this stage that he won’t even run in 2020 at all. He’ll stand aside in­stead for his daugh­ter, Ivanka. And she’ll win, mean­ing the first fe­male Pres­i­dent will not just be a Repub­li­can, but a Trump to boot. His de­trac­tors will go loco.

Peo­ple ap­par­ently dream a lot about the Queen, but there’s no doubt The Don­ald re­placed Her Majesty this year in the world’s noc­tur­nal imag­i­na­tion. Even in our sleep, we can’t es­cape him.

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