Donald Trump is basically Frank Costanza so it’s going to be Festivus all the time
Serenity now, America.
Like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli, Donald Trump was angry during his press conference on Thursday.
He was mad at the "out of control" press. He was livid at the "criminal leaks" that led to the resignation of Michael Flynn. He ranted about the "fake news" overshadowing all his tremendous accomplishments.
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"It was an airing of grievances," said CNN's Jake Tapper afterwards. "It was Festivus." And like that, Festivus references took over Twitter. The term was trending, and grievances were flying.
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Sure, the press conference was missing a few things: a pole (with a very high strength-to-weight ratio) and the feats of strength. But the airing of grievances was pure Festivus, which would mean Donald Trump is Frank Costanza.
While the rest of the world is worried about the economy and climate change, Trump can't stop complaining about how Jerry and Elaine didn't say hello to him when they saw him in the city, or that the Seinfelds are trying to keep him out of Del Boca Vista.
And while Trump fixates on minor slights and imaginary transgressions, we're all George, wondering how exactly our lives turned out like this.
There is one difference between Frank and Donald, though. Frank didn't get out of military service.
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Keith Wagstaff is an assistant editor at Mashable and a terrible Settlers of Catan player. He has written for TIME, The Wall Street Journal Magazine, NBC News, The Village Voice, VICE, GQ and New York Magazine, among many other reputable and not-so-reputable publications. After nearly a decade in New York City, he now lives in his native Los Angeles.
