There is no refuge from Trump’s bullying and grandstanding. Even in the sports section. Trump’s defiant, ruthless exertion of power in all matters, his self-serving flexing of immunity muscles granted by the Supreme Court and his insistence on umpiring cultural standards, now has metastasized into his ordering the NFL’s Washington Commanders to revert to their former nickname—Redskins—a dictionary-defined slur against Native Americans that was retired five years ago.
It is another stop on the Current Occupant’s revenge tour against all who have offended him—this one a payback for the decades of rejection of entry into the exclusive NFL club in his failed bids for team ownership. This getting-even inclination is so constant that the satiric Borowitz Report recently envisioned Trump offering to “end his war with Harvard University if it admits him to its freshman class.”
“Harvard blew their chance to admit Donald J. Trump in 1964,” in Andy Borowitz’s mock telling of a Trump social media post, “and now they can fix that. Or else.”
Now Trump has actually threatened to rechristen the Washington team “Redskins.” Or else he will scuttle the team’s plans for a new stadium in D.C.
This is one more instance, too, of Trump’s twisted application of civil rights. Restoring the team’s old name, he said, wouldn’t disparage Indigenous Americans but somehow preserve their “heritage and prestige.” Because “massive numbers” of Native Americans want the name switched back, he claimed—though there is overwhelming evidence to the contrary.
According to Reuters, “These mascots and names do not honor Native Peoples,” the Association on American Indian Affairs said in a statement. “They reduce us to caricatures. Our diverse Peoples and cultures are not relics of the past or mascots for entertainment. Native Nations are sovereign, contemporary cultures who deserve respect and self-determination, not misrepresentation.”
But this is a perfect example of Trump’s supercilious convictions, his need to butt into everyone’s business for no other reason than feeding his Brobdingnagian ego and getting his way. Here he is, one of the world’s most powerful political figures, again barging into inconsequential matters.
Was it really his influence, as the White House claimed, that finally got star Colorado quarterback Shedeur Sanders selected in the sixth round of this year’s NFL draft—five rounds later than widely predicted? Was the late Pete Rose, long ago found guilty of violating the baseball cardinal sin of gambling on the game, made eligible for the Hall of Fame because Trump threw his weight around? Twinning with his Commanders-to-Redskins demand is a similar insistence of insensitivity—that Cleveland’s baseball team, now the Guardians, also insult Native Americans by reverting to calling themselves the Indians.
It should be noted that, in 2013, according to Politico, when then-President Barack Obama joined a growing chorus to drop Washington’s racist nickname, a reality TV personality named Donald Trump tweeted, “President should not be telling the Washington Redskins to change their name—our country has far bigger problems! FOCUS on them, not nonsense.”
Now among Trump’s meddling in affairs outside his purview are his noises about fixing the chaos of college sports’ name/image/likeness guidelines. (While wars rage in Ukraine and Gaza and America’s traditional European allies make plans to exist without a U.S. partner, and global markets grasp for some sense of order among threatened American tariffs. Not to mention the fuss over Trump’s past associations with the sex-trafficker Jeffrey Epstein. Bigger problems indeed.)
Shortly before Trump’s current railing about the Commanders’ nickname, he directed the same sort of counterintuitive argument via U.S. Secretary of Education Linda McMahon, that a New York state mandate forcing a high school on Long Island to discard its demeaning Indian mascot somehow would “silence the voices of Native Americans, and discriminatorily choose which history is acceptable to promote or erase.” Native American groups have argued just the opposite for half a century.
Forty years ago, Trump—then an attention-hog real estate developer—bought the New Jersey franchise in the one-year-old USFL spring league, angling to force a merger with (and his personal entry into) the NFL. Two seasons later, the USFL’s demise was sealed by Trump’s insistence it move to the fall and go head-to-head with the NFL.
During the USFL’s suit against the NFL, which the USFL won but was awarded just $1 in damages (tripled to because it was an antitrust case), Trump repeatedly was cited for lying in his testimony. One whopper was that then-NFL commissioner Pete Rozelle had offered Trump an NFL team in exchange for keeping the USFL season in the spring, which Rozelle denied. Six days after the trial, the USFL folded. (My own interview with Trump shortly after he had purchased the USFL’s New Jersey team also rendered a handful of his—um—inaccuracies, easily exposed with a little follow-up reporting.)
Over the next several years, NFL owners denied Trump bids to buy the then-Baltimore Colts, the Dallas Cowboys, the New England Patriots and the Buffalo Bills. In 2014, the Washington Post reported that Trump had been effectively “blackballed” from NFL team ownership. In 2016, when San Francisco quarterback Colin Kaepernick precipitated a players’ protest of racial injustice and police brutality by kneeling during the national anthem, Trump—amid his ongoing feud with the league and disdain for minorities—called for firing those players.
Just another grievance. Another prejudice. There’s no escaping it.

