Now about this “God” character…
Donald Trump, answering phone call from 7-year-old on Christmas Eve: "Are you still a believer in Santa? Because at seven it's marginal, right?" pic.twitter.com/VHexvFSbQ1
— The Daily Beast (@thedailybeast) December 25, 2018
I quit believing by about 6. It seemed illogical that a great, benevolent (not that I got that word at 6) man with so much power would bring more stuff to rich kids, who already had lots of stuff, than to poor kids, who had little or nothing.
That is not a picture of a loving couple. I don’t consider myself an expert on body language by any stretch, but they are clearly a divorce waiting to happen.
https://www.facebook.com/144310995587370/photos/a.271728576178944/2230679363617179/?type=3&theater
Is it possible for anyone to love Donald Trump? Except, of course, for Donald Trump himself? I mean, Melania doesn’t seem to even try to pretend it is anything other than a business deal for her. I can imagine how awful it must be to try to live with that man – and I speak from experience, because I have a brother who is so Trump it’s scary (by the way, said brother doesn’t like Trump – go figure. A narcissist hating another narcissist who is almost exactly like him. I think that was inevitable).