Trump doesn't think about shit like that at all. Pure ID. Pure Ratings. If people cheer at some bullshit that dribbles out of his pie hole, he keeps saying it. He is lazy and self serving 24-7. He feels orange makeup makes him look good - he rides with it forever. Or his weird golf pants up to his tits. Or shitty lighting. He has zero class, taste, charm or wit in anything. Watches, planes, food, drink, fashion, design, women, music, dance, television, humor. He is complete shit at everything he does and experiences and because of his mental disorder he is unable to modify his fucked up behavior because he can't own even the tiniest faux paux. If it's so gauche or racist that few feel comfortable cheering he stops saying that only because it doesn't give him a reward hit to his ego. Anything that doesn't further that chasing of dopamine gets dropped, but not for moral reasons, its purely self serving. Clearly enough of the country like the double ghost dick jerk off to homoerotic disco song dance he does. So he keeps doing that. If no one cheered he'd stop and try something equally cringe for ratings or applause maybe light twerking. /Shivers He's like some distillation of every shitty boomer trait personified.