Remember My Name...

What is it with the Trumps? Donald (The Donald, aka ToupeeMan, etc etc.) Trump likes to put his name in giant letters on everything he can. I mean it’s obviously an attempt to compensate for something… small wang would be my guess.

Anyway, his daughter seems to follow in his footsteps, she just released a photo of her new earring “design”. Of course at the base of the jewelry is a not-subtle-in-the-slightest letter "T”. I've been told, this stands for Trump, believe it or not.

Now bear with me, we’re gonna go off the path a bit here…

I grew up in the 70’s (just after the Mesozoic Era... when dinosaurs ruled the earth, it’s true, ask your parents) and during those years graffiti was everywhere: sides of buildings, cars, mailboxes, slow moving dogs and of course subway trains.

I know there are a lot of people out there who think Graffiti is a legitimate art style worthy of public praise, inclusion in their homes or The Lourve etc. but those people are stupid. Graffiti is done by low-level semi-criminals who have no respect for things that belong to others. And one thing I noticed is that graffiti is not so much a design or a picture as often as it is someones “tag”… their name, or if you will, their nome du vandalism.

But then it occurred to me, the reason they write their name in giant letters risking jail and sometime (depending on location) loss of life was because of one simple fact…they know they are not important, that in fact, they are uninteresting people who will be forgotten by just about everyone they ever meet, possibly even their parents.

So graffiti back then was sort of like FaceBook and Twitter today…shouting your name into the endless void and hoping someone, anyone out there will respond back or possibly even ask who you might be.

So the Trumps, in this half-assed attempt at an analogy, are just doing the same thing. They are uninteresting, sad people who have more fame than they deserve and they are just desperately afraid that if they don’t smear their freakin name over just everything they can, that 10 years from now, no one will know who they were or even care.

And you know what?…that really makes me smile.