As the saying goes:
he must be compensating for something.
Years ago, when I lived in San Francisco's dangerous Bayview district, there was (and still is, I think) a biker bar called "The Cobra Club." Patrons would openly drink outside the bar (since they were considered a snitch source for the police about the drug activity, they got away with it). That didn't bother the neighborhood. What did bother the neighborhood was their driving their bikes at full enervating power up and down 3rd Street at 2;30 in the morning, making sure that no one was awake within a mile's radius.
VVRROOM! VVRROOM! VVRROOM!
They were obviously compensating for something.
I called them "the little dicks."
The bullying, brash, bloviating rantings of Donald Trump is like an army of loud motorcycles screaming for attention and one can only take it as compensating for something. Senseless attacks on a Gold Star family* also add to the crass facade.
No Tax Returns
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