Trump World Grab-Bag--A Collection

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Balls to You, Big Daddy



There's something kind of Freudian going on there, isn't there? A little bit of projected castration anxiety, perhaps? Because even if Carly Fiorina roughed Trump up in the debate a little bit (and for that matter, seems more willing to take direct shots at him than some of the other candidates), it's GOP establishment types who are a little, um, impotent, when it comes to doing something about Trump. I take note that this exchange took place on FOX News, the unofficial propaganda arm of the Republican party--which has had an on-again/off-again feud with The Donald over how they "treat" him. I think they'd prefer this unmanageable upstart stop complicating things, but he persists.

It's also fascinating to me that the castrator in this case is Carly Fiorina--aggressive women are depicted as "ball-breakers" (as in this charming Hillary Clinton novelty nutcracker). There have been historical fears of regarding powerful people taking "manhood" away. There's a kind of sexist subtext, there.

But I think it's a mistake to believe that a "symbolic castration" so to speak is going to shame Trump, any. The guy has been very rich and powerful for a very long time. He's had so much smoke blown up his ass by yes-men over his career, he might as well wake up thinking he's been selected as the new Pope each morning. Take this interesting way he responds to a question about how he sees God: he starts with his own accomplishments. The guy can't be bothered with what lesser mortals do with his metaphorical balls. They grow back, like Prometheus' liver. Gold-plated. Luxurious. Yuge.

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