Those of you who know me, understand how deeply I’m committed to the belief that our pasts, presents and futures are numerologically predetermined. Also, those of you who know me, understand that that statement is pure bullshit. Sure, I’m fascinated by Fibonacci’s sequence and the mystery of pi and the number of points on a snowflake, but how those relate to the value of the letters in our names, date of our birth or the latitude and longitude of our worldly entry to provide forensic incite into our characters, health or love lives, well, let’s just say, I’m skeptical. Nonetheless, as a seeker of wisdom, finding no other proven logical path to understanding what circumstances mold any human being into the blubbery, amoral, comically colored homunculus called Donald John Trump…why not numerology?
D = 4, O = 15 (6), N = 14 (5), A = 1, L = 12 (3), D = 4 50 (5)
J = 10 (1), O = 15 (6), H = 8, N = 14 (5) 47 (11) (2)
T = 20 (2), R = 18 (9), U = 21 (3), M = 13 (4), P = 16 (7) 88 (16) (7)
14 (5)
Analysis
Oh, my god…5!
It’s the number with the ‘strongest’ personality, nearly equal parts masculine and feminine, although with noticeable feminine leanings*. 5s can metabolize most anything they ingest, (not unlike a goat or a wallowing pig), but poor childhood nutrition inhibits, then eventually eliminates the production of the klotho hormone, attributed to intelligence. Basic learning abilities, such as reading, math and coherent speech, cease development around eight years of age, leading to a life-long affliction of Eddie-Haskel-itis,after which, 5s will be referred to openly and covertly, directly and by innuendo as ‘asshole’, ‘moron’ or ‘Beelzebub’**. They often scam the system, cheat, lie and steal to amass wealth and power, bullying others into sham friendships and shammier romances. Male 5s all do weird shit with their pee pees. If their arteries don’t suddenly seize, they will eventually be brought down by the weight of a lifetime of abhorrent behavior. They suck at golf, and if I didn’t mention it before, they’re disgustingly fat.
However, in fairness, I must apologize for any previously cast aspersions regarding one specific item. If the numbers don’t lie, Donnie John is most assuredly a “stable genius”***.
*To be clear, these do not include any of the multitude of positive feminine traits such as compassion, organized thought or inner beauty, rather those that might prompt others to call you ‘sissy’ or, (and I apologize for any offense), ‘pussy’.
**Although Beelzebub fell out of favor in the mid 18thcentury, it’s trying to mount a comeback.
***This racing and riding club reference relates to a singular ability to shovel and toss about horseshit.
Side note: James Comey, (possibly a zero), missed an opportunity to truthfully chronicle his bazar relationship with DJT in a gentlemanly and scholarly manner, choosing instead to write his memoir as a National Enquirer-worthy load of crap(see ***, above)…true or not.