Once a Cheater, Always a... Candidate?

Trump cheated on his wives, his taxes, and now maybe the election—so why are we still shocked?

They say when someone shows you who they are, believe them. But what happens when you do, and you let him walk back into your life anyway?

I’ve been lied to before.

About who he was, where he was, and what, “no, I just text her nudes as a friend” actually meant.

And like any woman who’s ever walked in on a boyfriend with a dildo up his ass, getting whipped by a 38-year-old woman named Helga, I’ve learned to spot cheating a mile away. The tone shifts. The stories change. The alibis come dressed in just enough fake tanner to distract you from what might be in his bedside table. It could be a love letter from Elon Musk, Epstein’s list, or a diary describing how bruised his ego still is from getting rejected by Selma Hayek.

So when I saw that officials in Rockland County are now looking into possible election fraud involving Trump, I couldn’t help but wonder:

Has surviving New York’s brutal dating scene prepped us to make excuses for this ex to cheat on us, too?

We knew he was a cheater—on his wife, on his taxes, on his business deals. So why are we clutching our pearls now that he’s cheating on America?