Donald Trump is a sleazy predator who coerced Stormy Daniels into bed

ugh. just ugh.

Little Donny Fuckface imagines himself to be a lot of things he’s not. he’s a low-wattage imbecile who thinks he’s the smartest person who ever lived. he’s a lifelong failure who believes he’s the savviest businessman ever. he’s an out-of-shape slug who pictures himself to be the apex of masculinity.

to that we can add a disgusting pig who fancies himself the sexiest man alive.

up until now we’ve only known the barest details about what went on between Donald Trump and Stormy Daniels: they met, they went to a hotel, they had some sort of sexual encounter, and then Trump paid Stormy a hundred and thirty grand to shut the fuck up about it.

Stormy Daniels took the witness stand in the Big Trump Manhattan Election Fuckery Trial yesterday, and here’s the main takeaway: the whole thing happened because, in Stormy’s own words, “he was bigger and blocking the way.”

ugh.

long story short:

In July of 2006, Stormy Daniels met Donald Trump at a Lake Tahoe celebrity golf tournament. Today in court, she testified that initially, she didn’t want to have dinner with him when she received an invite. But she was persuaded by her publicist, who said, “It’ll make a great story. He’s a business guy. What could possibly go wrong?” 

what could possibly go wrong? a fuck of a lot, it turns out.

Donny invited Stormy up to his hotel room for quote-unquote “dinner,” ostensibly to talk about having her as a contestant on his crappy game show. when she entered his suite, there was Trump, dressed in silk pajamas.

“Stormy Daniels says when she first entered Trump’s hotel suite, she said, ‘Hello.’ Daniels says Trump was wearing silk or satin pajamas. ‘Does Hugh Hefner know you stole his pajamas?’ Daniels recalled asking. She said she told Trump go change, and he obliged ‘very politely.’”

(I swear, I don’t know whether to laugh at how sexy and seductive Jabba the Trump imagines himself to be, or to projectile vomit from what a sleazeball he is.)

there was no dinner. there was just a lot of suggestive talk. bored out of her fucking mind, Stormy excused herself to use the bathroom. while in the bathroom, she made the decision to leave — because even porn stars are allowed to say no. however, upon exiting the bathroom, she was greeted with the unpleasant sight of a beached whale sitting on the bed, dressed only in his underwear.

“Daniels: I left bathroom and went around the bed and was hoping to say time to go i was there a long time and i when i opened bathroom door to come out MR Trump was on the bed and he was wearing boxer shorts and a t-shirt, i was startled.”

but Donald, you’re married.

“Stormy Daniels testified that she asked Trump about his wife Melania, and he told her, “Don’t worry about that, we don’t even sleep in the same room.”

do you know else what this disgusting scumball said to Stormy?

“DANIELS: Basically, Trump tried to say If you’re serious about this, if you ever want to get out of that trailer park….”

“if you ever want to get out of that trailer park.” how insulting. how patronizing.

Donald Trump did not invent “sleep with me, I’ll put you on my TV show,” but he sure as fuck got a lot of mileage out of it.

realizing the situation she’d gotten herself into, Stormy got it over with.

“DANIELS: I thought ‘great, I’ve put myself in this bad situation.’ I put myself in a bad position, like what did i do”

and, afterwards,

“DANIELS: I was sitting on the edge of the bed, it was hard to get my shoes on because my hands were shaking so hard it was hard to put on dress, he said great and i just wanted to leave.”

by the way, Trump didn’t just promise to put Stormy on his crappy game show, he promised to rig it so that she won.

Daniels says that Trump said he would get the show’s challenges to her ahead of time so that she would have a leg-up on other contestants.

spoiler alert: Stormy Daniels was never a contestant on The Apprentice. it was all just talk, a pretext for getting her into bed.

this is who Donald Trump is — pure slime. women are objects to be conquered. say anything, do anything — just so long as you score. in the Access Hollywood tape, he brags about grabbing women by the pussy — something her certainly did to E. Jean Carroll in that Bergdorf’s dressing room.

Allison Gill succinctly wraps up what happened in that hotel room.

“I think it’s important that we don’t miss what Stormy is testifying to. He invited her to dinner. There was no dinner. She wanted to leave. He stood between her and the door. He told her that her career and future depended on her having sex with him. He didn’t use a condom. That’s not consensual sex.”

I remember when simply having photos of a person who is not your spouse come to light was enough to end your political career on the spot, forever.

that was then. this is now.

there is no bottom to Trump’s barrel, and there is no act too tawdry, criminal or downright disgusting to dissuade Dear Leader’s cultists from worshiping him.

Donald Trump is a quadrice-indicted twice-impeached popular-vote-losing adderall-huffing courtroom-dozing fart-dealing insurrection-leading testimony-ducking judge-threatening lawyer-ignoring witness-tampering day-one-dictatoring disabled-veteran-dishonoring inheritance-squandering rube-fleecing clown-makeup-smearing language-mangling serial-sexual-predating draft-dodging casino-bankrupting butler-bullying daughter-perving hush-money-paying real-estate-scamming bone-spur-faking ketchup-hurling justice-obstructing classified-war-plan-thieving golf-cheating weather-map-defacing horse-paste-promoting paper-towel-flinging race-baiting tax-evading evidence-destroying charity-defrauding money-laundering diaper-filling 88-count fluorescent tangerine felony factory, and the dimwitted dipshits who follow him think that’s just awesome.

there is no behavior too repugnant for Donny’s fans. they just love him harder for it.

cheat on your taxes? that’s just being a smart businessman.
steal state secrets? hey, they belonged to him.
defraud banks and the government? whatever it takes to win, man.
coerce a woman into a joyless sexual encounter? she’s a porn star. she had it coming to her.

finally, who uses “you remind me of my daughter” as part of their seductive banter?

ugh. what a piece of shit.