It came to me this morning.
I finally understand Donald Trump and his appeal to the poorly educated among up.
Donald Trump is … wait for it … Dando Shaft.
Back in the mid 1960s, writer Don Calhoun created a character who was an advertising man looking for a short cut to riches and fame.
Well, riches anyway.
Dando Shaft took out full-page ads in major newspapers headlined “Let’s All Chip in and Make Dando Shaft a millionaire.” It was aimed at working-class people leading lives of quiet desperation, telling them if they would just send $1 to Shaft, when he had enough $1 donations and was worth $1 million, he would be their millionaire.
Feel like sleeping in and not going to work? Shaft will do it for you.
Feel like telling your boss what you really think of him? Shaft will do it for you.
Feel like dating beautiful women and taking them to the best restaurants? You get the picture.
Now think back a year or so to a four-word statement by the once and future president.
“I am your retribution.”
Mad because you didn’t get that promotion anjd they gave it to that black guy?
He is your retribution.
Mad because you always seem to hear people speaking Spanish instead of American?
He is your retribution.
Mad because that hooker made fun of your genitals?
He is your retribution.
When you voted for Trump, you voted for a guy who would send that black guy back to Africa, who would make all those Mexicans speak English and who would make sure than hooker never made fun of anyone’s genitals.
A guy who can have a Diet Coke anytime he wants?
That’s our Trump.
A guy who can slip out of the office and play golf anytime he wants?
That’s our Trump.
A guy who can get a hummer from a pudgy intern anyitime he wants?
That’s our … Actually, that’s our Bill Clinton, but you get the point.
Yes, Donald Trump is Dando Shaft, who by the way, never became a millionaire.