So, Trump has a blog.
I guess we have to watch him strut if we want to watch The Apprentice, which I happen to enjoy, by the way. But is anyone going to read his blog if there’s too many more massively brown-nosing posts like this one.
Quick gut check: visit the cluetrain.
Oh, and by the way, everyone knows that director of communications means PR flack. And everyone knows what that means (but I’m too polite to mention it here).