Not at all ironically by first lying about Trump lying and secondly by being hateful himself while projecting all that onto Trump, no, not ironically at all. Freud already had his field day with this type, but Freud no longer holds any cachet among the upper crust.
Here's the story on the only newspaper useful to Americans anymore, Daily Mail.
The story is also all over with various other details.
He is heir to the Otis (of elevator fame) fortune, a privileged pestilence who brags about being arrested some 26 times previously for his liberal convictions. See, when you can feel no pain and your money can buy you out of every situation and you have no real talent nor notable skill there's nothing left for you to do but get worked up unnecessarily and cause trouble as high schoolers do, and draw attention to yourself and your many insipid causes.
So forget about James Otis. Such a dope. Get a load of the smug expression of woman standing next to him. How she does enjoy his entertaining antics, his courage, his implacable convictions. His lawyer presumably. I don't know, maybe his supportive wife. Either way, an adorer.
Who cares, really? Didn't even bother to listen.
His ancestor didn't invent elevators, he invented a safety latch that prevents them from plunging and made possible their use in tall buildings. His ancestor really did change the world. But James cannot. Not by bashing a sidewalk.
And this causes me to celebrate his perfectly prosaic ordinariness. We might even like the guy if we knew him. And I'm fairly certain Trump doesn't give a flat f. Although I read yesterday that Trump is trying to track down the street woman who was attacked trying to protect the replacement star. To reward her, I guess.