The Least Interesting Man in the World

There's nothing tongue-in-cheek about Donald Trump. There's no irony or layering. He's too shallow for that. There's nothing interesting about Donald Trump. His world is himself. He's defined by himself. Donald is what he owns and there's nothing interesting in that. 

I won't name names but I've been shocked a couple of times to hear actors I've admired interviewed who were inarticulate to the point of vacuity. Their skills were mimetic, their selves undetermined, but there may have been something there. Not so with Trump. 

The vacuity is real--real nothingness. Yes, it's a bit of a mind-bender.

Trump is an artifact of consumerism. He's defined by his stuff and other artificial constructs--the roles he plays. There's nothing there. He's an artificial man, a brand. He's a human-like entity. Don't look for the essence of Trump. There's absolutely nothing there.