Donald Trump has shown himself to be—time and time again—a person of bad judgment with an inherent lack of taste. This latest fact is no exception.
There’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll just say it. Today I learned, via a New York Times interview with Trump’s butler, that Trump prefers his steak all kinds of fucked up.
He understands Mr. Trump’s sleeping patterns and how he likes his steak (“It would rock on the plate, it was so well done”), and how Mr. Trump insists — despite the hair salon on the premises — on doing his own hair.
Is this the worst thing about Trump? Apart from the things with the Mexicans, the Muslims, the violent campaign manager, the incitement of violence, the things he says about his daughter, the things he says about his wife, the fraudulent for-profit college, the fact that his butler calls him “the king,” all the other things he’s done, and his general demeanor, I’d say—yes.