Remember when Jonah Goldberg made the (very accurate) observation that Donald Trump tweeted like a 14 year old girl, and Donald Trump responded by tweeting like a 14 year old girl? Displaying his 3rd grade recess wit—14 years old is perhaps too generous—Trump made the (ridiculously inaccurate) observation that Goldberg is “a stupid guy.” Then Trump used his signature put down against anyone who is critical of him. He accused Goldberg’s employer of “doing poorly.”
This is Trump’s way of letting you know that he makes lots of money and if you don’t you’re opinion is invalid.
With a stupid guy like Jonah Goldberg who uses “tweeting like a 14 year old girl” to hit me, no wonder the NRO is doing so poorly. @JonahNRO
— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) April 21, 2015
Here is a reminder that this is the same Donald Trump American voters are sending to the White House next month. In another display of his thin-skinned inner “mean girl,” the soon to be leader of the free world took to Twitter to dish out put downs to Vanity Fair for giving his restaurant a bad review. This is the hallmark of mature leadership, my friends—never letting even the most insignificant criticism go without publicly calling its source a ka-ka doody-head.
Has anyone looked at the really poor numbers of @VanityFair Magazine. Way down, big trouble, dead! Graydon Carter, no talent, will be out!
— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) December 15, 2016
Vanity Fair suggests that the piece they published about Trump Grill was what angered the newly elected man-child.
— VANITY FAIR (@VanityFair) December 15, 2016
If that’s what he’s responding to, the “no talent” accusation doesn’t apply to Tina Nguyen who wrote the article that clearly lodged itself firmly in Trump’s craw. Nguyen makes some clever observations about Trump Grill and what it says about the man for whom it’s named. She may come from the left side of the aisle (I’m assuming) and overdo the condescension at times but she certainly has some writing talent.
Donald Trump is “a poor person’s idea of a rich person,” Fran Lebowitz recently observed at The Vanity Fair New Establishment Summit. “They see him. They think, ‘If I were rich, I’d have a fabulous tie like that.’” Nowhere, perhaps, does this reflection appear more accurate than at Trump Grill (which is occasionally spelled Grille on various pieces of signage). On one level, the Grill (or Grille), suggests the heights of plutocratic splendor—a steakhouse built into the basement of one’s own skyscraper.
On another level, Trump Grill falls somewhat short of that lofty goal. The restaurant features a stingy number of French-ish paintings that look as though they were bought from Home Goods. Wall-sized mirrors serve to make the place look much bigger than it actually is. The bathrooms transport diners to the experience of desperately searching for toilet paper at a Venezuelan grocery store. And like all exclusive bastions of haute cuisine, there is a sandwich board in front advertising two great prix fixe deals.
Several clever zingers made me chuckle despite the pomposity behind them.
The plate must have tilted during its journey from the kitchen to the table, as the steak slumped to the side over the potatoes like a dead body inside a T-boned minivan.
Sorry, Donald. That’s funny.
If the cheeseburger is a quintessential part of America’s identity, Trump’s pledge to “make America great again” suddenly appeared not very promising. (Presumably, Trump’s Great America tastes like an M.S.G.-flavored kitchen sponge lodged between two other sponges.)
And then there was the prerequisite, practically mandatory taco bowl. The dish became the most popular item on the menu after Trump turned it into a social-media avatar of racism this summer, tweeting a photo of him happily devouring it on Cinco de Mayo and declaring, “I love Hispanics!” It ended up being the most edible thing we ate. The fried shell, meant for one, contained a party-sized amount of lettuce and ground beef suspended in sour cream and “Dago’s famous guacamole”, which NASA might have served in a tube labeled “TACO FILLING” in the early days of the space program.
Trump is so insecure that he routinely ignores the the age old wisdom about “never punching down.” He gets offended by criticism and responds with something less than clever, making sure that even more people see it. Usually his response inadvertently confirms the the original criticism. This is usually lost on his faithful supporters who are too busy guffawing over how Trump is sticking it to the media. Trump is every bit as petulant as his narcissistic predecessor. There’s no other reason why he would need to respond personally to a bad review of his glorified Applebee’s franchise.
It will be interesting to see whether he rises above this sort of nonsense as President or ends up tweeting us into enduring a “taco bowl summit” or, worse, an international incident.