Tweeting in the predawn darkness, after another no-good, pretty bad, terrible week as POTUS, Trump accused Obama of ordering surveillance on Trump in Trump Tower during the last election.
Why the former President would want to listen to his successor any more than he had to was left unexplained by Trump. Obama just collected a flat 65 million for a book deal, so maybe, anticipating the literary riches that await any former President, he was doing research for a chapter he was going to title Trump Tower Trailer Trash. Maybe he was hoping to pick up some golfing pointers known only to overweight billionaires. Maybe he just liked to listen to the rustling of Melania slipping in and out of lingerie, or marveling at her ability to talk like a whore in six different languages.
In any case, he must have taken them with him when he left the White House, because Trump can’t actually find them. Perhaps Obama and Richard Branson are cracking up over Barron’s struggles with his homework when they go kite-surfing together. Barron, like many of his fellow fifth-graders, probably has difficulties with the spelling of three-letter words. At least he does if he takes after his dad.
Turning from a casual comparison of Obama to Richard Nixon, which neither the supporters nor the enemies of either man had actually made before, Trump went after one of his fave frenemies, the ex-Governator, Arnold Schwarzenegger, who announced he was leaving Trump’s employ as the host of Celebrity Apprentice.
Defenders of Schwarzenegger point out that many of his best movie lines have been re-produced on t-shirts, while Trump’s utterances so far have been confined to baseball caps.
And as far as Obama possessing secret recordings of Trump’s private life, observers of the Donald have a simple explanation for the President’s confusion.
He’s just got Obama mixed up with Putin.