Well, he’s an associate and we’ve always been on good terms, diverging politics notwithstanding (I lean more dead center with a healthy distaste for authority and as I said, he’s MAGA), and he knows exactly why I don’t like DJT (I see right through him, because I’ve watched people exactly like him my whole life). Having grown up adjacent to, but not part of, the elite, his type is not uncommon. The ones that had family money, but never actually put any effort in to learn anything or do anything on their own. Or worse, pretending that they were doing big things by talking loudly and showing off, but actually failing at everything they did try. It’s not uncommon. Plus having worked in gaming, I would be downright ashamed if I went bankrupt not just once, but twice running a casino. That’s like an easy-mode business. I mean, come on.

Anyway, I know deep down he got it. But it’s always that moment of realization that I find satisfying.

I did it to eff with his head. It’s that moment when the cognitive dissonance pulls apart and the lucid thought makes a connection, but before the dissonance sets back in. It’s like watching someone melt for a split second.

Yes, I’m an ass.