Unless it seems, you’re Trump.
Despite the daunting competition, nothing else Trump has said has been further from the truth. That is, until he said it. In no time, Clinton’s campaign was offering a pink, credit card-sized “Woman Card” to online donors. Trump also provided Clinton the sort of touch? moment atheists pray for:
“Well, if fighting for women’s health care and paid family leave and equal pay is playing the woman card, then deal me in,” she said in an impassioned voice. (Trump-lator: Screeching like a wounded owl.)
Adding confetti and champagne to his gift, Trump went on: “And frankly, if Hillary Clinton were a man, I don’t think she’d get 5 percent of the vote. … And the beautiful thing is that women don’t like her, OK?”
Nothing classy about him
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, roared the columnist from her bunker. Do we hear a hallelujah? Hallelujah! Thus heralding the obvious question: What if Trump were a woman? Imagine a Donna Trump running as a Republican who:
• Got her start with more than $1 million from her father’s business, parlayed into billions via four bankruptcies and various business failures.
• Wouldn’t disclose tax returns and donated to numerous Democrats, including Hillary Clinton.
• Ran a university wracked by allegations of fraud.
• Imported two of her three husbands from overseas, one of them on a “model” visa, and dumped the second husband days before their prenuptial agreement could hurt her wallet.
• Put her third husband on her plane, naked and handcuffed on a bear rug, for a photo shoot she said was “classy.”
• Said her son was so handsome she’d date him if he weren’t her son.
• Said women who had abortions should be punished (if abortion were illegal).
• Knew nothing about foreign policy or even how to pronounce the names of countries.
• Routinely cursed, called people names, demonized her opponents, as well as Mexicans, Muslims and others, and called men dogs, morons and fat slobs.
If Trump were a woman, not only would he not get 5 percent of the vote, he’d be tarred, feathered, and ridden out of town backward on a donkey. Voters male and female would recognize immediately that such a woman was inappropriate, lacking in quality and character, perhaps a little crazy — and utterly unqualified to be president of the United States.
The only thing Trump’s got going for him, one is tempted to say, is the men’s vote, which is no way to deflect accusations of a GOP war on women. But as Trump himself would assert, at least he’s keeping it classy.