. . . . American Flag (What Did You Think I Meant?!?)
[Editor’s Note: The views expressed here are solely those of Ross Kaplan, and do not represent Edina Realty, Berkshire Hathaway, or any other entity referenced.]
If you find yourself in the vicinity of Palm Beach, FL (like I was very briefly last week), and want to find Donald Trump’s Mar-a-Lago estate and country club, all you have to do is look for his very big — in fact, gigantic . . . American flag.
The flag flying over the property is so big that it’s apparently been the subject of (surprise, surprise) litigation between him and the city.
Sue, Sue, Sue, or, “Litigation as Business Strategy”
Of course, there’s another way to find Mar-a-Lago: just follow the descending planes, which fly over the compound en route to landing at West Palm Beach Airport, just to the estate’s west.
As I recall, that too, has reportedly been the subject of Trump-instigated litigation.
I’m not privy to the lawsuit’s (lawsuits’??) particulars, but common sense suggests three things: 1) the least disruptive landing path to West Palm Beach Airport is the current one, i.e., approaching over the ocean from the east, with Mar-a-Lago directly underneath; 2) changing the flight path to, say, north-south will result in descending planes flying over many more residential homes and neighborhoods; and 3) Trump knew all that before he bought Mar-a-Lago, supposedly for a song.
Call it, “chutzpah, Trump-style.”**
**The classic definition of “chutzpah” is, “killing your parents, then throwing yourself on the mercy of the court because you’re an orphan.”
P.S.: If Trump becomes the Republican nominee, then somehow manages to win the general election, I know what the tabloid headlines will blare: “YOU’RE HIRED!!”
