Donald Trump is seriously considering running for president in 2012. Like, for real. Here’s hoping another NYC resident doesn’t make a fool of himself.
At least we’d have a history of choice quotes to pull from him. In one of his books, he said he believed in God. His evidence? Trump would offer Him his best pad at his eponymous Towers. (If He wanted some accommodations at the same time as Trump’s presidency, I’d suggest upgrading the Lord to the Lincoln bedroom.)
I distinctly remember my reaction when reading this news: My thinking rapidly progressed from, “You’re kidding, right?” to, “Oh shit, you’re serious,” to, “OK, don’t dwell on this. Moving on…” (This was the exact range of emotions that skittered across my ninth-grade history teacher’s face after a kid asked him how to spell “orgy” in describing Titian’s Bacchanal.)
But it could, just maybe, happen.
Let’s assume, for the sake of argument, that the state of California can be taken as a model for the entire country in how the population behaves. The 2003 gubernatorial recall election saw the participation of an ‘80s sitcom star, a watermelon-smashing prop comic and a porn star.
Of all these enticing choices, Golden State residents elected The Governator.
To take the experiment to a larger scale: If a Grammy winner can become president, why not a reality star?
Would you cast a vote for “The Donald?”
Or is he the man you’d least like to pick up the phone at 3 a.m.?
Which celebs do you think are presidential material?
Which ones would make you consider moving to Canada?