We have afforded him the kind of respect normally reserved for people who have truly made a major difference in this world. Instead, the builder of gaudy buildings replete with the kind of extravagance that would make a Saudi oil titan blush, has demanded he be referred to as Mr. Trump.
When he walks into a room, heads turn, women faint, men quickly realize they are mere mortals compared to the indomitable Mr. Donald Trump. He is truly the most interesting man in the world (tongue planted firmly in cheek).
Yet with his most recent flirtation with running for the Republican nomination for president of the United States, we have finally pulled the curtain back from this wizard of the weird, and what has been revealed is a man so obsessed with the sound of his own voice that even when he is caught in a lie, he pretends it is absolute truth.
Fact? What fact? I will just dismiss that with the wave of the hand, or just call the press Obama lovers and that will settle that.
With his rampant lying about President Barack Obama's birth certificate, Trump dominated the airwaves, pushing aside any discussions about real issues of the day. With breathless promos, respected TV networks and their anchors, correspondents and reporters actually held interviews with Trump, seemingly giving him the benefit of the doubt as he continued to advance his lies.
Instead of starting every interview with the most important question, "Donald, why do you keep lying?" we fell for the okey-doke as if his joining of the birther movement somehow gave their wild, outlandish and untruthful view a dose of credibility.
Magazines, newspapers and online sources also got in on the act, running a number of stories taking seriously his pronouncements of running for the presidency, even commissioning polls showing Republican voters held him in high regard. All based on the hyping of a lie?
