I Saw and Heard a Young Donald Trump on the Train on Friday

I was on the train to Helsinge Friday afternoon. In the compartment across the aisle sat four teenagers, one of whom was a young woman. Beside her sat a young man who prattled incessantly.

The snippet I remember (I knew I was going to write about this later) was this:

“I like my women the way I like my grapes, 25 at a time”

I felt sad and uncomfortable for the young woman because as he became more and more explicit, she finally began to act a little embarassed.

I choose not to confront him. I couldn’t see any good coming out of it. It was quite repulsive the way he was talking.

I felt sorry for him; for the terrible emotional damage he must have experienced to talk loudly that way in public. He did not appear to be drugged or drunk.

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