You don’t need to study psychiatry in Vienna to see that this is a textbook case of projection. And considering the source, it is uber hilarious.
How I wish Mary Trump would chime in on this. She has frequently opined that her cousin, Don Junior, never became his own person because he had to remain in Daddy’s shadow and doing Daddy’s will in order to get money and power.
Ergo, Junior is one gigantic sycophantic parasite, when you come on down to it, but he would have you believe he knows what the “real world” is like and what it is to work hard and be productive and the good men and women of the Washington Post do not. Listen and laugh.
Junior says the people just laid off at Washington Post are all Gen Z and Millennials who grew up spoiled rich kids who never had to survive in the real world and make it on their own. pic.twitter.com/oWPTYuHdi4
— Ron Filipkowski 🇺🇦 (@RonFilipkowski) December 15, 2022
“It’s hilarious how they react to any challenge, any adversity…” Righto! Tell us how you do it, Junior. What’s that you say? First you need a mirror, then you need a razor blade…? Never mind, we get the idea. We all learn to cope in different ways, right?
Here’s a jewel that was also in this same Twitter thread.
This meme that made me laugh. "A small loan of a million dollars" LOL I thought $1.20 is a small loan. What a dumb orangehead!! #ThingsImGonnaMissAboutTrump pic.twitter.com/nuk473gERZ
— 🙅🏾♀️🦋Wakandan High Priestess🦋🙅🏾♀️ (@MzKeshia1986) January 21, 2021
I would personally love to see Junior work a 40-hour week the way the rest of us have. Get up, get on the freeway, punch the timeclock, punch out for one hour only at lunch, get back on the freeway, pick up the dry cleaning, go grocery shopping, etc., ad nauseum. 50 weeks a year, take two for vacation. That is how most of us working stiffs live our lives.
I think what is going on with Junior, having heard these rants and his Hunter Biden tirades, is that he just hates himself. Deep down on some level, I think he does have a modicum of self awareness. He probably got it from Ivana, he sure as hell didn’t get it from Daddy.
He knows who and what he is. It’s been said that Junior grew up hating his father and my opinion is that he hates his father even worse since he got into politics. Prior to that, the Trumps were the tabloid jokes of New York but they weren’t social pariahs. The entire world wasn’t pointing and laughing.
Now they are. And Donald Senior did it. And Junior has to live with it. Because, as cousin Mary said, he never became his own person. If he had, he would just be calling in from his own business, his own home in whatever state and saying, “I don’t want to be included in this Dad. Leave me out.” And if he was a real adult, he would be able to do that.
He’s not and he can’t. And that’s why he gets loaded, animated, whatever this state of being is, and projects his defects of character and his personal shortcomings on the staff of the Washington Post. Maybe they can name a kind of neurosis after this, “project-a-journo-isis.”






















Ridin that train…high on cocaine…Jr. you better watch your speed. Nevermind. Save a lion.
I saw the headline and pic and my stomach turned. I thought I was going to puke. Now, I’m just filled with anger bordering on rage. But when it comes to his assenine comment about summing it up in a single world my reply is: Say your own fucking last name asshole!
Who said Americans don’t ‘do’ irony?
Not nearly as well as they do “hypocrisy” and “lack of self-awareness.”
Every accusation is a confession, they say.
He’d be a better person if he had taken his own advice and worked for a living at a real job…or if he’d flunked a few classes in grade school.
Don’t you mean “flunked a few classes in grade school without *someone* paying school officials to bring up the grade to passing?”
“I would personally love to see Junior work a 40-hour week the way the rest of us have. Get up, get on the freeway, punch the timeclock, punch out for one hour only at lunch, get back on the freeway, pick up the dry cleaning, go grocery shopping, etc., ad nauseum. 50 weeks a year, take two for vacation. That is how most of us working stiffs live our lives.”
You forgot the REALLY important part: Be subject to random drug testing and a choice of successfully completing rehab or risk losing the job. (He might be lucky and have a job where the “random” test is announced so the real druggies have a chance to clean up–or figure out a way to rig the test.)