“What are you doing tonight?” Chris asked me. “Nothing planned, I’m off today,” I respond. “Do you want to go see Donald Trump speak with me?” “Fuck. Yes.” Although I share absolutely no philosophical ideals with Donald Trump, I know he is a damned good entertainer. His excessive use of emotional appeals, the elaborate ways in which he can fabricate current events and his effortless … Continue reading That Time I got Drunk and Went to a Trump Rally