For a number of years I was a Special Education teacher, and my classroom was an alternative placement for students with emotional problems. I was the first such teacher at a high school in the early yeas of Special Education, and the majority of those in charge of the department had been grandfathered into their positions because they had some sort of certification that those in charge of the district who were not sure what Special Education and who Special Education students were thought sounded special somehow. My first supervisor was an elementary school reading teacher who had no idea that there was more to special education than dealing with children who were mentally challenged, but were still cute and docile.

My kids were rough, had a variety of problems, and were anything but cute and docile.

Among the students who genuinely fell properly into the category, many were those who just did not behave for a variety of reasons, but instead of being able to kick them out of school, those in charge had to find some placement for them in it. My classroom became a mixture of students who had true emotional problems and those who had bad parents who had enabled their offspring to do whatever they chose no matter how anti-social.

My job was to ascertain the reason for their unacceptable behavior and to correct it so that they could have a chance at a successful future. That meant there was a lot of observation about the root causes of those behaviors.

A common trait shared by most was that they did not think through an action to see what the consequences would be for themselves and others.  Sadly, when most of them arrived at a point to correct a perceived wrong, they were either unable to see that their chosen action could also affect themselves, or simply did not care as long as their objective was achieved. Many times the chosen action, while delivering the goal they sought, was self destructive. But it seemed that that cost was outweighed by accomplishing what they had set out to do.

Once at a classroom party in the days when there wasn’t so much concern about having food come either from the school cafeteria or in sealed packaging, to seek revenge, two students had dumped a lot of salt in the punch so the kid they disliked would get a surprise. Even though they then found they had prevented themselves from having anything to drink, they were still happy the other kid didn’t.

Because of my experiences then, any time I observe odd self-destructive behavior in people, the instinct is to look for the reason for it.

So, when Donald Trump Junior tweeted his emails about his meeting with the Russian lawyer in what appeared to be an act of self-destruction, my first thought was whether he had acted as my students had, and though he intended to destroy his father for some reason, he could destroy himself in the process.

Could his father have committed some action that has been gnawing at Junior all these years waiting for redress, and had he found the opportunity?

Donald Trump was very open about his affair with Marla Maples, and Ivana, Donald Junior’s mother, whom he loved very much and was very close to, had been humiliated by this.

Junior’s reaction was that of a son who loved his mother.

“How can you say you love us? You don’t love us! You don’t even love yourself. You just love your money”.

Donald Junior was twelve when he said this.
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When Ivana sued Trump for half his assets, and the public expressed sympathy for her, Trump told the Vanity Fair writer Marie Brenner,

“When a man leaves a woman, especially when it was perceived that he has left for a piece of ass—a good one!—there are 50 percent of the population who will love the woman who was left.”

The Marla Maples affair got Donny junior ridiculed at the Buckley School. He shared a humiliation with his mother.

Donny junior cried when Donald and Marla attended an Elton John concert because Trump had told the kids that he would give Marla Maples up.

This affair also affected Ivanka and Eric as well.

Donald senior was verbally and psychologically abusive toward Ivana, and the children saw this on a regular basis, and even if not present, could still hear his yelling and his insults from another room.

In the divorce Ivana got $10 million, the 45-room Greenwich, Conn., mansion, a Manhattan apartment at Trump Plaza on Third Avenue, $300,000 annually in child support, $350,000 a year in alimony, and use of the Trumps’ Florida mansion, Mar-a-Lago, for one month a year.

Regarding her children Ivana has written,

“I was a tough and loving mother who taught them the value of a dollar, not to lie, cheat or steal, respect for others, and other life lessons that I’ll share now in [her upcoming book] ‘Raising Trump,’ along with unfiltered personal stories about Don, Eric, and Ivanka from their early childhood to becoming the ‘first sons and daughter,’”

Junior and his siblings lived with their mother after the divorce, and he did not speak to his father for a year.

There is a part of me that wonders if Donald Jr. bided his time for the right moment which was long in coming, but finally arrived.

Has he gotten back for the humiliation he saw his beloved mother endure?

Obsession with a plan and revenge have no expiration date, especially where one’s mother is concerned.