But it's our goal, as the humanists of the previous centuries have told us, to try. Those you think unacceptable to the human race, try to see them in a new light, that shows they are human with similarities to ourselves.
So I tried, and I did. Here's how Trump and I are similar. Bear with me for a moment. It takes a moment of explanation.
We have to go back to my callow youth, a beardless (well, almost) boy. High school senior, I skied, competitively. I made the junior olympics the previous year, and Jack Meissner, hired me as a part time instructor.
One weekend, in 1963, I wasn't working as an instructor and my brother in law and sister went skiing up at Bachelor. I met them in a ski line, waiting for a chair. I fell in with them talking to a young woman, a bit older than me, but good looking. I joined them in line, they introduced me to her, I didn't recognise her name.
It ended up we rode up the chair together (two person chair, old style), she noticed my instructor jacket, I probably preened a bit, and offered her a bit of instruction. I'll follow you down, give you some tips, I probably said.
Thing is, it was Jean Saubert. She was the current US Champion in downhill, and the next year would win a bronze medal in the '64 olympics. I had no idea.
We got off the chair, I suggested she ski down, I'd follow her, we'd stop, I'd offer tips.
After maybe 100 yards I realized if I tried to keep up I'd be dead. I went off to the side, went to another run, hoped to god I'd not run into her the rest of the day.
When told what I'd said to her, my brother in law and sister shook their heads. Hubris might have been mentioned.
So, there it is. What the Donald and I have in common.
We've both been handed our asses on a platter by a woman.
Best I can do, only resemblance I can find.