It would seem that Mr. Trump had no idea what general election campaigning would hold in store for him. He’s been used to the minor leagues, and thus used to fat, soft, high-pitched balls, down the middle of the plate — but no more…
He clearly had no answer to Mr. Bloomberg, last week — and none at all, for Mr. Warren Buffett’s assessment of his candidacy. Here is the latest on it all, from the NYT:
“…Mr. Buffett, known to investors as the Sage of Omaha, said a monkey throwing darts at the stock pages in 1995, when Mr. Trump first offered stock in his Atlantic City hotels, would have come out far ahead of anyone who listened to Mr. Trump’s “siren song” and invested in his company that lost money year over year.
The attack from perhaps the nation’s most revered investor undercut a core argument of Mr. Trump’s presidential candidacy: that his success as a businessman qualified him to run the country despite his lack of political experience.
Mr. Buffett appeared at a rally with Hillary Clinton, the Democratic nominee, in his hometown, Omaha. Taking on Mr. Trump, he pledged to personally transport 10 Nebraskans to the polls on Election Day on behalf of Mrs. Clinton and urged others to do the same.
His appearance made him the latest billionaire to come out strongly against Mr. Trump’s candidacy — after speeches by Michael R. Bloomberg at the Democratic National Convention in Philadelphia and by Mark Cuban over the weekend — as Mrs. Clinton enlists their support to question Mr. Trump’s business acumen….”
Welcome to the show, Mr. Trump. You should probably head back down to Single-A ball, buddy.
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