Long before The Beatles sang, “All you need is love…,” love was craved in New York society in the Eighteenth century. John Adams, founding father, second president of the United States, said about New Yorkers, in 1776 “I have not seen one real gentleman, one well-bred man, since I came to town. As their entertainments, there is no conversation that is agreeable. There is no modesty, no attention to one another. They talk very loud, very fast and all together. If they ask you question, before you can utter three words of your answer, they will break out upon you again and talk away.” In short New Yorkers were excited about flattery, were delighted by praising, nourished by tidbits of pleasantries and receptive to sweet talk.
How does Don Trump fit into that fanciful world, now transported to Florida? Don Trump fits to a tee (pun intended). Apparently while searching for golf balls on the course, Don Trump has men reviewing social media posts and repeating every favorable thing said about Don. Those utterances of praise, flatterers, and words of sweet talk make getting through a round of golf tolerable for Don, who is not a golfer. Many photos show Don standing in the rough, probably next to a ball he dropped because he could not find the ball he hit.
And the American people know that Don can’t play golf. Otherwise, he would have promoted his course prowess: “I play a better round of golf than Barack Obama!” Obama was a hoops guy who never won a cup in golf. But Obama didn’t grow up with the game like Don. So Don’s shortcomings have-not been broadcast.
Imagine needing words of praise, tidbits of flattery, morsels of nourishment and the ultimate sweetnesses during the worst moments of the day – send balls into the dink, a slice hitting a tree and bouncing the wrong way, missing a three foot putt. I am happy those flattery slaves are there to keep Don steady so he can drive the golf car safely without accidents and park it where it can be found the next day.
Supposedly, we all appreciate love, but not the sort hippies once tried to foist on society, to save the world, and not the type that swells breasts for Don Trump. Love cannot be treated that casually. Thought and emotions, controlled and uncontrolled, go into it and human being reflect. Love can not be trivialized, but that is easily to do in today’s world.
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