April 30th 2011 is the turning point. Obama roasted Trump so hard at the White House Correspondent’s dinner that night that Trump locked in on running for president out of nothing more than pure spite.

Donald Trump is here tonight! Now, I know that he’s taken some flak lately, but no one is happier, no one is prouder to put this birth certificate matter to rest than the Donald. And that’s because he can finally get back to focusing on the issues that matter—like, did we fake the moon landing? What really happened in Roswell? And where are Biggie and Tupac?

But all kidding aside, obviously, we all know about your credentials and breadth of experience. For example—no, seriously, just recently, in an episode of Celebrity Apprentice—at the steakhouse, the men’s cooking team cooking did not impress the judges from Omaha Steaks. And there was a lot of blame to go around. But you, Mr. Trump, recognized that the real problem was a lack of leadership. And so ultimately, you didn’t blame Lil Jon or Meatloaf. You fired Gary Busey. And these are the kind of decisions that would keep me up at night.

The last Ubisoft games I played to the end were AC: Black Flag and Watch Dogs, which were both like 12-13 years ago. Neither game was GOOD, but they seemed decent to me at the time. I’ve play tested a few titles since then since then, all of which were hot garbage. Ubisoft is as dead to me as EA these days.