B(oo) Ball

 

     Thank goodness the original Manhattan Project wasn't as big of a clusterfuck as Donald Trump's tonight. The "president" decided to crash Game 3 of the NBA Finals between the Knicks and Spurs. He showed up like a conquering hero, as if taking credit for the Knicks making the finals for the first time in 27 years, dressed not like a fan but in his typical bad, boxy suit that makes him look like a corporate cunt with seriously challenged fashion sense. 

     One sense he has that's unerring is his ability to seize on a moment regardless of whether it has anything to do with him and making it all about him. His sociopathic disregard for the lives of others was on full, flagrant display tonight. Fans had to wait at Madison Square Garden for two hours before being allowed in. The Knicks had to institute a No Bags policy and watch parties outside MSG had to be cancelled because of Trump.

     And, even though the venue was Manhattan, the city's residents couldn't wait to give him the Bronx Cheer as his motorcade drove past the stadium. Why wasn't he greeted with the crotch-grinding, back-rubbing hug he expected? Well, maybe it has to do with the fact that Trump was never a Knicks fan, has bad-mouthed the NBA for years and New York City in general.

 

     Well, maybe it also has something to do with the fact that Trump didn't even get 18% of the Manhattan vote in the 2024 election (No doubt, he still thinks he won bigly in New York County). Or that he no longer lives in New York City, a fact that I'm sure makes millions of New York residents happy and grateful.

     But the booing that Trump got both outside and inside during the national anthem was met with the most fake and disingenuous smile as he had no choice but to grin and bear it. No doubt, after he gets back to Washington tonight, he'll be yelling and screaming about how horribly he was treated by his fellow New Yorkers.

     It was a clear repudiation of that ridiculous AI slop that he posted on D-Day (during which he never once mentioned D-Day) that featured an AI-generated rap song about how everyone loves Donald Trump. Well, not in Manhattan, asshole. Not even close.