The Burger King

I know that–in the scheme of things–Donald Trump’s eating habits–much like his choice in decor–aren’t important. But something that fascinates me about Trump is that he literally has no redeeming qualities. From top to bottom, from start to finish, he’s a disgusting human being with bad taste who is just a bad bad bad person. I can’t get over it.

This isn’t even an anti-fast food thing. I eat fast food occasionally. “Occasionally” being the key word. I know there are legit reasons for eating fast food: people are tired, in a hurry, broke, live in food deserts, and sometimes you just get a goddamn craving. I don’t like classist critiques of fast-food consumption. But Donald Trump is a billionaire from New York, arguably the world’s food capital. He could be sampling the world’s finest cuisine 24-7, but instead he eats…McDonald’s. It’s baffling. It’s infuriating. He literally cannot do anything right. I hate him so much.