Donald Trump is considering running for president. I’ll be honest, I spend much more of my day thinking about reality TV than I do pondering politics or world events. I mean, I get the general gist of what’s going on in the world (Gadaffi = bad; people in Wisconsin = really upset) but on the other hand, I could give you about a dozen specific instances when Camille Grammer lost her cool on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, as well as the ramifications of those outbursts, who they affected, what caused them, and what the follow-on consequences will likely be. Because my interests lean more towards the ridiculous than the significant, my concerns regarding the possible Trump presidency follow suit: I DON’T WANT DONALD TRUMP TO BE PRESIDENT BECAUSE I LOVE CELEBRITY APPRENTICE. There. I said it. The President of the United States certainly can’t take time out of his busy schedule to host a silly little crazily addictive and surprisingly “feel good” but at the same time mega backstabbyish show. (Or can he? Appoint a Secretary of Celebrity Apprentice? Maybe a Celebrity Apprentice Czar? It could work…)
My personally feelings aside, I just don’t think POTUS is the job for The Donald. His “go to” move is the ol’ “YOU’RE FIRED!” You ever hear of a Federal employee getting fired? No. Didn’t think so. Because it never happens. My mailman delivers mail like every 3rd day and half of it is addressed to someone named Regine Consuelos but he’ll probably be not giving a shit about his job until the ripe old age of 65 when he can call it a day and bask in the glory of Federal pension, because no one gets canned by the USPS! Not even with Trump in charge.