“HOLY MOLY!!!” Richard DeAgazio, a club member, wrote on his Facebook page, where he posted three photos he took of the meeting. “Center of the action!” Mr. DeAgazio, shockingly, also posted two photos of himself with a man he identified as Rick. “Rick, he carries the football. The nuclear football,” Mr. DeAgazio wrote in his post. His account has been deleted, but the photos were up for many hours, drawing hundreds of comments from people outraged at the breach of security protocol and afraid for the safety of “Rick.”

Mr. Trump’s big weekend generated lots of Facebook and Twitter posts: the president holding a young woman around the waist, flashing a lecherous thumbs-up; vamping with a bevy of fuchsia-clad bridesmaids; posing in his golf togs with another group of women. And then there’s the video of his wedding “toast” to the happy couple. Of course, the wedding was of the son of a big-dollar political donor, a longtime Mar-a-Lago member who, Mr. Trump said, has “paid me a fortune,” according to CNN.

One must wonder how Rick, Mr. Abe or his diplomatic entourage felt as they were dragged like pull toys through Mr. Trump’s club, props in his bizarre and potentially dangerous effort to show off. For the members, these grotesque displays make the Mar-a-Lago initiation fee — hiked to $200,000 from $100,000 on Jan. 1 — worth it. But what about the rest of us?

One would think leadership of the free world would have scratched Mr. Trump’s itch for publicity. But this is the man who called reporters using a fake name to generate stories about himself; who introduced a member of one of his clubs to a Golf Digest reporter as “the richest guy in Germany,” instead of by name; who looks pained when having to share the podium with anyone, from Sarah Palin to the prime minister of Canada. This is rule by Al Czervik, Rodney Dangerfield’s character in “Caddyshack”: a reckless, clownish boor surrounded by sycophants, determined to blow up all convention. But this is real life, and every time Mr. Trump strikes a pose, the rest of the world holds its breath.