Also Dr Phil sure does get made fun of for being a fruit when he's 6'4 and a chad
Not gonna lie - I wrote Dr Phil off for a long time. All I ever really knew about him was that time he invited the bumfights guy on thinking he'd outsmart him or something and the bumfights guy showed up dressed identically to Dr Phil, bald wig and all and dr phil had a conniption fit and threw him off the show immediately. Dr Phil was always a clown to me. I was kinda shocked when he threw his hat in the ring with Donald and went Maga. I didn't see that coming
Any give a qrd on what Trump getting elected in 2016 felt like? (I wasn't that interested in politics back then) I heard the main difference between then and now is that it legit felt out of the blue. Like, no one expected Michigan and Pennsylvania to flip.
Super sweet, and especially sweet for me since I supported him from about 2/10ths of a second after he announced he was running. Being a native New Yorker I already loved Trump (And don't let all the batshit liberal NY'ers lie...EVERY New Yorker loved him. Especially since he saved Wolman rink) and I also came from Queens about 5 minutes from where his family is from. There's brass plaques and landmark signs up everywhere where his house is, where his father owned his fruit stand, etc. When I was a 14, I used to dress in a suit an my girlfriend and I would take the A train into Manhattan and I'd drag her to Trump Tower and tell her how I was gonna be like Trump and own buildings like this lol. I thought I was gonna go into real estate and be this big land baron like him. I met him plenty of times - most New Yorkers have as he was always out and about. I even had a job as a bike messenger when I was 17 and I met him twice delivering blueprints to his office.
Of course this was before the music career took off and I didn't realize that business wasn't for me. I tried to get into real estate when I was about 19 and the first thing I had to do was get my notary and I took the exam and failed. Then took it 2 more times and failed it two more times lol. My sister and mother, who are both in mortgages and real estate told me, "This isn't for you. No one fails the Notary exam. It's the most retarded of the exams you're gonna have to take. You've failed it 3 times." Of course they were right and it turns out music is my thing.
None the less I never lost my typical native new yorker idolization of Trump so when he announced he was running I was one of his loudest supporters. I was wearing maga gear out of the gate. Everyone made fun of me telling me he had no chance. And little by little he climbed up the ranks of the republicans. When he finally won the candidacy I was the obnoxious friend rubbing everyone's face in it telling them he's gonna win the presidency like he won the candidacy. They still made fun of me.
Election night they were still pushing that he was gonna lose in a landslide. CNN famously ran that poll that claimed he had a 5% chance of winning and Hillary had a 95% chance. They really tried to demoralize everyone on election day. I went to a bar that a lot of people, who were Hillary supporters that I knew, were at and wore my Maga gear. I was mocked and shoved. A lot of them were nasty. One of the female bartenders actually slapped me in the face for supporting Trump but I knew the owner of the bar and he came over and threatened to fire the bartender so she apologized. And even with all that I still was prancing around telling everyone he was gonna win even though every poll they were showing said he was gonna lose in a landslide. Hillary supporters were 2000% certain she was winning.
What gave me a lot of confidence that day, that a lot of people didn't notice were how mad the Bernie supporters were. I kept telling people that Hillary thought he had gotten the Bernie voters because she bribed Bernie with a house to support her. Meanwhile I was seeing, among the Bernie supporters I knew, pure anger from them that their socialist God sold out his principals to Hillary for a 3rd house. And that anger was because his voters were all young - all college kids. Kids that have never been fucked by life before. So they had that rage from not realizing their idols are made of paper and learning the hard way.
All the Bernie supporters I knew were so mad that they either weren't voting or they were voting for Trump to strike back at Hillary, the woman who corrupted their savior.
Anyway, everyone in the bar were arrogant about Hillary winning, especially since all the polls running during the voting were still showing a crazy landslide UNTIL Trump took Florida. THAT was the moment they all realized Hillary was actually in trouble. I remember watching Florida light up red and there were a ton of audible gasps and the bar got real quiet except for me running my mouth. After Florida Trump picked up tremendous momentum and it was obvious what was going on. I was ecstatic since I had always believed he was gonna win.
I actually left the bar early because my friend who owned it asked me to split. He said it was starting to get ugly and some people at the bar were starting to mumble threats about assaulting me and all that and he wanted me to split before I got jumped. As always, lefties are pompous and arrogant in victory and petulant and violent in defeat. I didn't mind, I was in a great mood and I was in my car driving home listening to the radio when they pretty much started calling it for Trump and saying Hillary didn't want to concede.
Happiest memory for me was on the way home calling my mother. My mother, who is a Trump support also was taking a lot of abuse at work about being a Trump supporter and she was upset election night because she thought he was gonna lose and that work the next day would be unbearable. She told me only to call and wake her up if Trump won. So I called her and she answered in a sleepy voice and said, "Did he win?" and I started yelling, "THE MOTHERFUCKER DID IT!" at the top of my voice with the windows open lol. She woke up my father and they ran to turn the TV on where it was reporting that Trump was calling for Hillary to concede and she wasn't conceding. Of course everyone at her job the next day was bitter as fuck and work was still miserable but I told her to ignore them since he won and they were gonna be miserable every day the next 4 years lol.
The next day for me was expected - I got thrown out of a band I was in for a few years because most of the band hated Trump and now that he won, they hated me. Best comment in the letter from the band throwing me out was from the drummer who told me, "By voting for Trump you're disrespecting my wife". I have no idea how he even made that assumption but I thought it was hilarious given that he slept with every single groupie on the planet and banged chicks after every gig, yet I was the one disrespecting his wife. It's so hard to take lefties seriously with anything. I got cancelled by all my broadway contacts and everyone stopped answering the phone when I called and I lost a lot of gigs. Lost a gazillion facebook friends over the next week lol. Fuck 'em all. I rebuilt my career connecting with musicians who were also Trump supporters who were also ostracised for supporting Trump.
Overall it was fantastic. Even with the loss of work and the abuse, if I could relive it, I'd do it all exactly the same again, except I'd go even harder on the Trump support! haha
