We previously covered the multiple draft deferments that Donald Trump received when the Vietnam draft was happening, but what was he doing if he didn’t end up getting drafted into the military? We all know what Sen. John McCain was doing, but according to Trump, it wasn’t anything to be proud of. So, how was America’s son Donald J. Trump making his country proud while stuck at home?
Well, The Washington Post found some passages from Trump’s 1987 autobiography, Trump: The Art of the Deal, that reveal a pretty decadent chunk of years.
The timeline begins in the late 1960s when McCain was an eager soldier ready for his next mission and a young Trump was sent to military school due to “youthful transgressions.” By 1964, Trump was considering going to film school, but instead he went to Fordham and later transferred to the University of Pennsylvania. While the war raged on and McCain asked for more missions, Trump got his student deferments. Then, in 1967, McCain was shot down and became a POW in the “Hanoi Hilton.”
Speaking of famous New York businesspeople with famous last names, Trump was now working for his father’s real estate company and learning how to make and win deals. The Washington Post posits that while McCain was being tortured and interrogated, Trump was carousing around New York City in his father’s limo. By the spring of 1968, he was making six figures working with his father and growing a small fortune. McCain was in solitary confinement, teaching himself how to walk again.
But it was around this time that Trump described his new, post-college world as “violent at worst and unpleasant at best” because he was tasked with collecting rent from low-income housing occupants.
Quick reminder that McCain had basically had all of his bones broken, rebroken, and was telling lies to his interrogators if he was even saying anything at all. But Trump was getting richer and braving the low-income housing blocks of New York. And also riding around limos and — yes! The parties!
In 1971, Trump made the move to Manhattan and starting getting to know the better real estate-friendly neighborhoods and hone his business acumen — all while dining at expensive restaurants and going to nightclubs with all kinds of hot ladies. This is what he wrote in his book:
“One of the first things I did was join Le Club, which at the time was the hottest club in the city and perhaps the most exclusive — like Studio 54 at its height. Its membership included some of the most successful men and the most beautiful women in the world. It was the sort of place where you were likely to see a wealthy 75-year old guy walk in with three blondes from Sweden.
“It turned out to be a great move for me, socially and professionally. I met a lot of beautiful young single women, and I went out almost every night,” he added. “Actually, I never got involved with any of them very seriously. These were beautiful women, but many of them couldn’t carry on a normal conversation.”
Some of those beautiful women he witnessed having very public sex in the clubs he frequented “in the middle of the room,” some of them were supermodels, all of them were “getting screwed by a different guy.” Meanwhile, he was also giving New York’s politicians tons of his money while messing with the press, lying about properties being developed that didn’t exist.
When John McCain was released from prison in 1973, Trump was sued by the Department of Justice for discriminating against prospective tenants “because of race and color.” He and the government came to a settlement that was not really a victory, though Trump probably considered it a great triumph and wrote something about it in an op-ed.
It’s a stark contrast between the lives of these two men, and it’s easy to see why McCain is past wanting an apology for himself. (Because, as the kids say, he’s probably “done” “can’t even anymore.”) But it’s almost scary to see someone be so blatantly unfiltered. Has anyone checked to see what kind of drugs Trump is on? Or if he has a brain tumor? Or if he’s really Andy Kaufman, finally returned from the grave and playing a world-class prank? I’m 75 percent serious.
[h/t The Washington Post]
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