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THE TRUMP TALK
BY DAN SAVAGE
LOVE
Waiting to pay for my groceries at the market this evening, this guy, stinking of booze, says
to my 9-year-old daughter, “Sweetheart, can you put the divider thing there for me?” First, why is
some leering grown man calling my child “sweetheart”? He then thumps two huge bottles of vod-
ka down on the belt. I move closer to my daughter; he then reaches his hand over me and wraps
his hand around her arm, saying, “Now, you be nice to your Mommy, sweetie.” I pluck his hand off.
“Do not touch my child,” I say. My other hand is pressed against my daughter’s ribs, and I can feel
her heart POUNDING. “You have a beautiful daughter,” he says. The cashier, whom we know, a guy,
looks at me, eyebrows up. I roll my eyes. So pissed. We leave. “I hated that man,” my daughter
says once we get in the car. “He smelled bad, I wanted to hit him, if anyone ever does that to me
again I’m going to scream.” Here we effing go: “Sometimes you have to be hypervigilant,” I tell my
daughter, “because some gross men out there feel they are entitled to touch us.” And then I share
my story: “When I was a little girl…” I don’t even remember the first time it happened to me. I don’t
remember the last time some pervert rubbed up against me. But that’s what you have to deal with
when you are a girl. We have to learn to brush this shit off, to make sure that this endless assault
course of predators doesn’t take one bit of your pride, your confidence, or your sense of peace as
you walk through this world. I am so angry.
We should call this the “Trump Talk.” The depressing conversation that every parent needs to
have with their little girl about revolting, predatory, entitled men. The Trump Talk.
Mother And Daughter Discuss Enraging Realities
I’m sorry about what happened to your daughter at the grocery store—I’m sorry about what was
done to your daughter by that entitled asshole at the grocery store—but I’m glad you were there with
her when it happened.
The author Kelly Oxford, in response to Donald Trump’s horrific comments about sexually assault-
ing women, called on women to tweet about their first assaults under the hashtag #notokay. Oxford’s
post went viral—more than a million women responded—and reading through the seemingly endless
thread, I was struck by how many women were alone the first time they were assaulted. Oxford herself
was alone the first time it happened to her: “Old man on a city bus grabs my ‘pussy’ and smiles at me.
I’m 12.”
A lot of women I know, including some very close friends, were your daughter’s age the first time it
happened to them, MADDER, but they were alone. Tragically, many assumed that they had done some-
thing wrong, that they had invited this on themselves somehow, and most didn’t go to their parents for
fear of getting into trouble. And when it inevitably happened again, some became convinced they were
indeed to blame, that they were bringing this on themselves somehow, because they thought it wasn’t
happening to anyone else, just them.
So thank God you were there with your daughter, MADDER, there to pull that asshole’s hand off of
her, there to protect her from worse, and there to help her process the experience. And in that car ride
home you inoculated your daughter with your message (you are a human being and you have a right
to move through this world unmolested) before gross predators could infect her with theirs (you are
only an object and we have a right to touch you). I want to live in a world where this sort of thing doesn’t
happen to anyone’s daughter, MADDER, but until we do: Every little girl should be so lucky as to have a
trusted adult standing by ready to intervene when it does happen. I only wish the grocery store clerk
had intervened, too.
Regarding your suggestion, MADDER, I’ve received roughly 10 million emails begging me to do for
Donald Trump what I did for Rick Santorum: My readers and I redefined santorum (“the frothy mixture
of lube and fecal matter that is sometimes the byproduct of anal sex”) and some wanted us to do the
same for Trump. People even sent in suggestions: trump is the streak of shit a large turd sometimes
leaves on the bottom of the toilet bowl; trump is the snot that sometimes runs out of your nose when
you’re giving a blowjob; a trump is a guy so hopelessly inept in bed that no woman (or man) wants him,
no matter how rich he is. The suggested new meanings all struck me as trivial and snarky—and I don’t
think there’s anything trivial about the racism, sexism, xenophobia, anti-Semitism, and violence that
Trump has mainstreamed and normalized, and I’m not inclined to snark about it.
And, besides, “trump” already has a slang meaning: It means “to fart audibly” in Great Britain—and
that definition is already in the Oxford English Dictionary. And it frankly didn’t seem possible to make
Donald Trump’s name any more revolting than he already has. If I may paraphrase the amazing letter
the New York Times sent to Trump after he demanded they retract a story about the women he’s as-
saulted: Nothing I could say in my sex column could even slightly elevate the feelings of disgust de-
cent people experience whenever they hear his name. Mr. Trump, through his own words and actions,
has already redefined his last name.
But then your e-mail arrived, MADDER, and I set aside the column I was already working on to rush
your idea into print. Because your suggestion—that parents call the conversation they need to have
with their daughters about predatory and entitled men the “Trump Talk”—is just as fitting and apt as
the “frothy mixture” definition of santorum. It’s not trivial and it’s not snarky. It has gravitas, MADDER,
and here’s hoping “Trump Talk” isn’t just widely adopted, but universally practiced. Because no little
girl who gets groped on a bus or in a grocery store or on a subway or in a classroom should ever have
to wonder if she did something wrong.
Big fan, longtime reader and listener, and I need your help. How in the hell can a bipartisan
relationship survive this election? Things have gotten so heated that my husband and I recently
exploded in an ugly argument. I know I’m not fighting fair—calling him stupid and irresponsible
for supporting Trump—and I’m being a shitty partner, and he’s being shitty in response by spout-
ing Clinton conspiracy theories. A huge part of it is that he’s someone who lives to disagree—a
true contrarian—and our current political environment has been like manna from heaven for his
sense of humor. What advice do you have? We’ve been together for ages and have survived other
elections and issues. But, as you know, this one’s different.
Struggling After Debate
Unlike your husband, SAD, I don’t think there’s anything funny about Donald Trump. I’m going to
enjoy watching him lose the election, and I’m going to enjoy watching his hotels and golf courses go
out of business one by one, but our politics and public life have been sickened by the poison that is
Donald Trump. It’s going to take years for us to recover, SAD, and I just don’t see the humor in it. And
personally, SAD, I wouldn’t be able to climb into bed with someone who was planning to vote for Donald
Trump. I would be out the door. But if you can’t leave because you love him despite his moral and po-
litical bankruptcy, or because leaving isn’t an option for you financially, avoid the subject for the next
three weeks, don’t take whatever bait your husband throws out, and try not to gloat too much when
Hillary hands Donald his ass on November 8.
On the Lovecast, Dan chats with a law professor about advanced sexual directives: savagelove-
cast.com.
MAIL@SAVAGELOVE.NET • @FAKEDANSAVAGE • THE SAVAGE LOVECAST AT SAVAGELOVECAST.COM
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