The ladies return to the Boardroom after Trump pretends to care what his sons think. Star namedrops Johnnie Cochran and Barbara Walters as her great mentors. Know what they have in common? Neither one of them speaks to Star anymore. Trump asks NeNe what she thinks of LaToya, and she says she isn’t a strong player. LaToya barely whispers “I beg to differ”. She actually makes the good point that the only time they won a creative task was when she was Project Manager. Every other time, Star has dominated and they’ve lost. She also says that it’s impossible to voice objections during the task because Star doesn’t allow it. This is all true.
This: “And it ends with the line “The Future is Trump”, and that’s actually the most terrifying thing I can envision. Imagine Trump as a brain in a jar (still with the hair, though), shouting orders at his StormTrumpers as they round up the last survivors of the Gold Wars. A band of scrappy rebels stands in opposition, but their primitive spears and blowguns can’t penetrate the golden armor of the StormTrumpers. Their only hope? The chosen ones – Anderson Cooper, Mahsa, and Eric Trump (who has been exiled from the kingdom and spent the last ten years living underground and training all manner of burrowing rodents to do his bidding).” is one of the funniest paragraphs ever written! Also, on a related note, does Eric Trump not have any access to lip balm? If I can tell you are need of lip moisturizers thru the TV screen, you’re in trouble!