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tRump is basically an 7th grade dude bro...

There was a guy (kid) I remember when I was in 7th grade. He name was Ronnie.

I don't know if it was because I grew up in NYC or not, but the shock I received when I entered Junior High for the first time, was unreal.

Not that elementary school was a walk in the park but for the most part, the teachers did a pretty good job of keeping our latent hormones in check.

However, once in Junior High, it seems as if that ability by teachers to keep us in line; failed or they just didn't seem to care.

trying to control a class of kids with raging hormones, probably proved next to impossible.

Anyway, Ronnie.

by the time I was in Junior High, my parents had given me the "birds and the bees" talk. So I entered middle school, from what I thought was; an informed position.

I was proven very wrong. Wrong in the respect that there were things that were told and said to my by my new classmates that made me question the reality of what my parent told me.

Also growing up with two older sisters, it was beaten into me at an early age to treat women/girls with respect.

But the things that Ronnie was spewing, in his self aggrandizing way, struck me as insulting.

Don't get me wrong, I was still a 7th grader with raging hormones of my own, but I knew enough to keep my thoughts to myself. On top of the fact that I was massively shy to begin with.

However, in steps Ronnie. All he was was Mr. Obvious with Raging hormones. He said and did things (gestures) that I still find completely disgusting to this day. I can say I was appalled as well, but I don't think my 7th grade brain knew that word was yet or the definition behind the emotion. But I can say, as an adult, I was appalled back then.

I knew back then that his antics were over the top bizarre. Even then I thought to myself, "damn, can't he keep it in his pants?" Or as my parents would say, "show a little class".

And reflecting back at my tour of duty in middle school, I am reminded of Ronnie whenever I see tRump on stage, tRump on video, tRump anywhere for that fact.

Now couple that with a feeling of entitlement, a massive trust fund from his dad and his inability for self reflection and what we have is: is a 70 year old man trapped in a 7th graders dude bro mentality.
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