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Wait for it...

I might have to scream if there's another one.

To be fair, Trump is a veritable fountain of inspiration.

I will try to stop, but he is very upsetting and his growing strength is scary. There are people here who have defended him, and Christie, so I direct my complaints to them.

Maybe Jamie can consider adding a "Trump" category.

It'll be "huuuuuge". The best category ever. Only un-American losers could protest that.    

springgreen2 said:

I will try to stop, but he is very upsetting and his growing strength is scary. There are people here who have defended him, and Christie, so I direct my complaints to them.

You can be very upset in fewer threads.  You'll be OK.

I haven't seen anyone defend him.  A few people have resisted stereotyping all of his supporters, but he's generally seen as out to lunch.

This thread is exactly what's wrong with this country. I remember when you could start as many threads about a vulgar, uncouth, violent narcissist as you wanted, but MOL has gotten so weak - it's not "politically correct" to have a billion Trump threads anymore. Do you see the Chinese complaining about too many Trump threads on MOL? No, you don't.

Maybe there are too many threads, but it's your own fault, cztraska.  By your radical attempt to destroy our first amendment rights to flood MOL with Trump threads, you yourself have created these Trump threads.

I remember when someone complained about too many threads you could punch them in the face and carry them out on a stretcher.  MOL is going soft.  Make MOL great again!     

PVW said:

This thread is exactly what's wrong with this country. I remember when you could start as many threads about a vulgar, uncouth, violent narcissist as you wanted, but MOL has gotten so weak - it's not "politically correct" to have a billion Trump threads anymore. Do you see the Chinese complaining about too many Trump threads on MOL? No, you don't.

Maybe there are too many threads, but it's your own fault, cztraska.  By your radical attempt to destroy our first amendment rights to flood MOL with Trump threads, you yourself have created these Trump threads.

We should put the blame where it really belongs.

Thanks, Obama.

The Ross brothers could just build a fire WALL and keep out the Trump threads, and deport all the current Trump threads to NJ.COM

hoops said:

The Ross brothers could just build a fire WALL and keep out the Trump threads, and deport all the current Trump threads to NJ.COM

And get the Maplewoodian to pay for it !

Dennis_Seelbach said:

hoops said:

The Ross brothers could just build a fire WALL and keep out the Trump threads, and deport all the current Trump threads to NJ.COM

And get the Maplewoodian to pay for it !

Coming up in April's Maplewoodian, how the Ross brothers built a fire WALL to keep out the Trump threads, deported them all to NJ.COM and made the Maplewoodian pay for it. Also, don't miss our exclusive report on the house that was on fire last week.

Man of the people:

http://www.nytimes.com/2016/03/16/us/politics/donald-trump-butler-mar-a-lago.html?_r=0

A King in His Castle: How Donald Trump Lives, From His Longtime Butler

By JASON HOROWITZMARCH 15, 2016

“You can always tell when the king is here,” Mr. Trump’s longtime butler here, Anthony Senecal, said of the master of the house and Republican presidential candidate.
The king was returning that day to his Versailles, a 118-room snowbird’s paradise that will become a winter White House if he is elected president. Mar-a-Lago is where Mr. Trump comes to escape, entertain and luxuriate in a Mediterranean-style manse, built 90 years ago by the cereal heiress Marjorie Merriweather Post.

Few people here can anticipate Mr. Trump’s demands and desires better than Mr. Senecal, 74, who has worked at the property for nearly 60 years, and for Mr. Trump for nearly 30 of them.
He understands Mr. Trump’s sleeping patterns and how he likes his steak (“It would rock on the plate, it was so well done”), and how Mr. Trump insists — despite the hair salon on the premises — on doing his own hair.
Mr. Senecal knows how to stroke his ego and lift his spirits, like the time years ago he received an urgent warning from Mr. Trump’s soon-to-land plane that the mogul was in a sour mood. Mr. Senecal quickly hired a bugler to play “Hail to the Chief” as Mr. Trump stepped out of his limousine to enter Mar-

Anthony Senecal, a longtime butler to Donald J. Trump, at the Mar-a-Lago estate in Palm Beach, Fla., this month. CreditEric Thayer for The New York TimesMost days, though, he greeted Mr. Trump with little fanfare, taking the suit he arrived in to be pressed in the full-service laundry in the basement.
The next morning, before dawn and after about four hours’ sleep, Mr. Trump would meet him at the arched entrance of his private quarters to accept a bundle of newspapers including The New York Times, The Daily News, The New York Post and the Palm Beach papers. Mr. Trump would emerge hours later, in khakis, a white golf shirt and baseball cap. If the cap was white, the staff noticed, the boss was in a good mood. If it was red, it was best to stay away.
On Sundays, Mr. Trump would drive himself to his nearby golf course, alternating each year between his black Bentley and his white Bentley.
Mr. Senecal tried to retire in 2009, but Mr. Trump decided he was irreplaceable, so while Mr. Senecal was relieved of his butler duties, he has been kept around as a kind of unofficial historian at Mar-a-Lago. “Tony, to retire is to expire,” Mr. Trump told him. “I’ll see you next season.”
Mr. Senecal, with horn-rimmed glasses, a walrus mustache and a white pocket kerchief in his black jacket, seems to reflect his boss’s worldview: He worries about attacks by Islamic terrorists and is critical of Mr. Trump’s ex-wives.

And like Mr. Trump, he is at ease among the celebrities who visit the estate. But these days, instead of admiring Dixie Carter as she sips crème de menthe by the fireplace and recites soliloquies from the television show “Designing Women,” Mr. Senecal encounters Gov. Chris Christie of New Jersey lounging on a couch under the living room’s 21-foot gold-leafed ceiling, or chatting with Senator Jeff Sessions of Alabama as he exits the luxurious Spanish Room.

The butler’s up-close observations of Mr. Trump over the years have revealed not only the mogul’s quirks — Mr. Trump rarely appears in bathing trunks, for example, and does not like to swim — but also his habitual, self-soothing exaggerations.
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Mr. Trump and Mr. Senecal in 2014. Creditvia Anthony SenecalIn the early years, Mr. Trump’s daughter Ivanka slept in the same children’s suite that Dina Merrill, an actress and a daughter of Mrs. Post, occupied in the 1930s. Mr. Trump liked to tell guests that the nursery rhyme-themed tiles in the room were made by a young Walt Disney.
“You don’t like that, do you?” Mr. Trump would say when he caught Mr. Senecal rolling his eyes. The house historian would protest that it was not true.
“Who cares?” Mr. Trump would respond with a laugh.
Mr. Trump is abundantly proud of his ability to drive a golf ball, once asking rhetorically during a news conference: “Do I hit it long? Is Trump strong?”
Mr. Senecal suggested that Mr. Trump was perhaps not quite as strong as he imagined, remembering times they would hit balls together from the Mar-a-Lago property into the Intracoastal Waterway.
“Tony, how far is that?” Mr. Trump would ask.
“It’s like 275 yards,” Mr. Senecal would respond, though he said the actual distance was 225 yards.
Still, Mr. Senecal said that Mr. Trump could be generous when the mood struck him, sometimes peeling 00 bills from a wad in his pocket to give to the groundskeepers, whom Mr. Senecal described as appreciative.
“You’re a Hispanic and you’re in here trimming the trees and everything, and a guy walks up and hands you a hundred dollars,” Mr. Senecal said. “And they love him, not for that, they just love him.”According to Mar-a-Lago lore, Mrs. Post, who was once the wealthiest woman in the United States, scoped out the property that would become the estate in the 1920s by crawling through the junglelike brush between Lake Worth and the Atlantic Ocean. She imported stone from Genoa, Italy, and 16th-century Flemish tapestries that she protected by drawing the drapes in the brightest hours. (They faded after Mr. Trump bought the place and blasted the living room with sunlight.)

When she died in 1973, Mrs. Post left the house to the United States government with the intent that it would become a presidential retreat. But the upkeep proved too expensive, and ownership was transferred back to Mrs. Post’s daughters, who unloaded it to Mr. Trump for less than 0 million in 1985. He turned it into a private club a decade later.
These days, what really seems to bug Mr. Trump is the sound of planes over the property. Whereas Mrs. Post ensured that the nearby airport would divert flights away from the estate during her stays, the same courtesy has not been extended to Mr. Trump, and the constant roar of engines “drives him nuts,” Mr. Senecal said.
“Tony,” Mr. Trump would often shout. “Call the tower!”
The candidate is suing the county-run airport. He has also sued the town in a dispute over the size of his estate’s flagpole; the size of the banquet hall he added to the property; and the size of the club, which, to frighten the local gentry, he once threatened to sell to followers of the Rev. Sun Myung Moon.

More recently, Mar-a-Lago has set off controversy in the Republican primary, as Mr. Trump has been criticized by rivals for hiring employees from abroad to staff the club rather than relying on the local work force.
“There are a lot of Romanians, there’s a lot of South Africans, we have one Irishman,” Mr. Senecal said of the staff, before echoing Mr. Trump’s defense that locals shunned the short-term seasonal work. But he also added of the foreigners: “They’re so good. They are so professional. These local people,” he trailed off, making a disapproving face.
Over the decades, he has grown close to the Trump family. He recalled how Mr. Trump’s father, Fred C. Trump, once stepped out of his limo on the club’s gravel driveway and remarked to Mr. Senecal, “Somebody better get that coin.” The butler went on his hands and knees and after a few minutes found a crusty penny.

“His eyes were incredible,” Mr. Senecal said of Fred Trump. “Mr. Trump has the same eyes.”
He also remembered Donald Trump’s young sons running through the library, paneled with centuries-old British oak and filled with rare first-edition books that no one in the family ever read. When the library became a bar, Mr. Trump put a portrait of himself on a wall, posing in tennis whites.
“I’ve been in other homes in Palm Beach — same exact painting,” Mr. Senecal confided archly. “Just a different head.”
Mr. Senecal adored the Trump children, but found Ivana, Mr. Trump’s first wife, an especially demanding presence. She would instruct him to “get that spot out of that rug” and then do it herself if he failed. She would occasionally tell Mr. Senecal to have the gardeners go inside because she wanted to swim naked in the pool.
In 1990, Mr. Senecal took a sabbatical to become the mayor of a town in West Virginia, where he gained some notoriety for a proposal requiring all panhandlers to carry begging permits. He said that Mr. Trump wrote to him, “This is so great, Tony.”
Mr. Senecal returned in 1992, and took up his old residence in the butler’s room, but was soon asked to move out after Mr. Trump married Marla Maples, who “really didn’t belong here,” Mr. Senecal said. Also, Mr. Trump wanted to rent the room out to members.
A decade later, Mr. Trump decided to put his own imprint on Mar-a-Lago by building the 20,000-square-foot Donald J. Trump Ballroom. The venue made its big debut with the 2005 wedding of Mr. Trump to Melania Trump, whom Mr. Senecal described as exceptionally compassionate. Tony Bennett, whose paintings hang in the mansion, sang. Mr. Senecal greeted guests at the door, including Hillary Clinton. (In the interview, he offered a profane description for Mrs. Clinton, the front-runner in the Democratic presidential race.)
The ballroom later hosted an 80th birthday party for Maya Angelou, thrown by Oprah Winfrey, during which part of the hall was set aside for a “religious ceremony with the hooting and the hollering,” Mr. Senecal recalled. “Mr. Trump was right on into it. It was so great. He was clapping.”
Mr. Senecal’s admiration for his longtime boss seems to know few limits. On March 6, as Mr. Trump made his way through the living room on his way to the golf course, Mr. Senecal called out “All rise!” to the club members and staff. They rose.
Mr. Trump was wearing a “Make America Great Again” cap. It was white, not red. He seemed in a good mood.

ridski said:

Dennis_Seelbach said:

hoops said:

The Ross brothers could just build a fire WALL and keep out the Trump threads, and deport all the current Trump threads to NJ.COM

And get the Maplewoodian to pay for it !

Coming up in April's Maplewoodian, how the Ross brothers built a fire WALL to keep out the Trump threads, deported them all to NJ.COM and made the Maplewoodian pay for it. Also, don't miss our exclusive report on the house that was on fire last week.

No, you didn't have that quite right.

THE ROSS BROTHERS BUILT A FIRE WALL TO KEEP OUT TRUMP THREADS....

If Sarah Palin could have infinite threads 8 years ago, shouldn't Trump have infinite + 1 now?

TL; DR

Actually, it was a chore just to delete all that stuff.

bramzzoinks said:
(Some Trump stuff)

bramzzoinks said:

If Sarah Palin could have infinite threads 8 years ago, shouldn't Trump have infinite + 1 now?

Speaking of Sarah Palin, as much as I can't stand her, prayers to her family to help them get through their recent tragedy.

Let's face it - it's hard to avoid Trump overload - ANYWHERE at the moment.  At least here you can take a break from the politics by turning off the category:
https://maplewood.worldwebs.com/forums/categories

(And it's easy to turn back on when you're missing the Trump updates.)

nohero said:

Maybe Jamie can consider adding a "Trump" category.

It'll be "huuuuuge". The best category ever. Only un-American losers could protest that.   "> 

:-D

I have tried on a couple of occasions to create one thread for all discussions about the Primary Campaign. I have failed.

Now what kind of a butler is this Senecal who tells so many of his boss's secrets? Mr. Carson would be absolutely appalled. 

OK, now I'm a little jealous of Donald Trump.

And like Mr. Trump, he is at ease among the celebrities who visit the
estate. But these days, instead of admiring Dixie Carter as she sips
crème de menthe by the fireplace and recites soliloquies from the
television show “Designing Women”

I wish I could have heard this one live from the ski trip episode that turned into a battle of the sexes. It's made even better knowing that Hal Holbrook was Dixie Carter's real-life husband.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVl4bmGcn3c

Spring green and fecundity? I have no complaints.

jeffhandy said:

I remember when someone complained about too many threads you could punch them in the face and carry them out on a stretcher.  MOL is going soft.  Make MOL great again!    "> 

Punch! Punch! Punch! Bang! Pow!  

I think Ted Cruz is worse.

DaveSchmidt said:

Spring green and fecundity? I have no complaints.

We're not talking about the MOL embodiment of Persephone, though I appreciate the twist.  And while it's been quite a bit since I last picked up Graves, I highly doubt it's said she suffered from such a tedious case of logorrhea.

nan said:

I think Ted Cruz is worse.

Oh yes.

If Kasich could wave his hands just a little less every time he speaks, I could definitely support him.  

Also because I doubt he has a butler.

He's definitely being portrayed as the less terrible choice, but there are some grumblings about his record in Ohio. I need to delve into it further as right now I'm just repeating "things I read somewhere," but he is apparently trying to defund Planned Parenthood and his education record's not great.

Kasich is just about as conservative, far-right pandering as you can get.   He's not moderate by any stretch of the imagination.