As Dead As Paddy’s Pig

Just a brief potpourri to start with, kind of like an antipasto tray;

• I’m betting that when Traitor Tot finally rolled out of bed at 11:45 this morning, he made a major dent in the omelet bar after that hell of a schedule he had this week
• Delusion thy name is Trump. Apparently Trump has come to peace with his inner scumbag. Unable to come to terms with the fact that he’s so far out there you need the Hubbell telescope to see him, he has started telling confidants and aides that it isn’t him Harris and Walz are calling weird, only Vance
• Watch for Beggar Vance to start wearing pressed white pants, a pressed long sleeve dress shirt, and a black bowtie on the road. When the circus used to come to town, the most popular animals were of course the elephants. And with Vance’s current schedule, he must be starting to feel like what whitewing that used to follow the elephants with a garbage can on wheels, a broom, and a shovel
• I don’t think that Trump can even bear to be in public with Vance anymore after yesterday. In a presser, a reporter asked Vance why they were ridiculing Harris for laughing, when at least they were having fun? The reporter noted that Trump and Vance almost never even seem to smile. To which Vance replied, Not me. I love to laugh, with which he let rip with a peal of laughter like a kid who got caught farting in church. This goober seriously needs professional help

Right now, the only problem the Harris-Walz train has is keeping the speed just enough under control so that the train doesn’t fly off the rails if a curve comes up. Other than that, it’s all green lights. God knows momentum can take you farther than your feet alone ever could. The secret is to keep going just fast enough to get to the top of any hills, then pick up speed downhill again. And the campaign has a couple of pretty good down slopes coming up with their convention and Traitor Tot’s sentencing.

A month ago, it was His Lowness that thought he was sitting in a choo-choo atop the grand Tetons. He got an owie in his ear, then four days of his slobbering mob being regaled by roadhouse A-Listers like Kid Rock and Hulk Hogan. And in the space of a week, it turned out that the Grand Tetons were an ant hill, and Il Douche has nobody to blame but himself.

The cardinal rule of momentum is If you have it, you bust your ass to build it. Just look at Harris as an example. She got Instant Mo’ when Biden chose her to take over. So immediately she started making live appearances. Then she milked the momentum perfectly, and at the right moment picked Tim Walz as her running mate. Another surge of momentum. And now they’re barnstorming battleground states together, and trying to bottle the stuff for later. And she hasn’t even had her convention yet.

Trump had Big Mo coming out of the convention, and the Democrats knew it, and it scared them sh*tless when they were already behind in the polls. What El Pendejo ex Presidente should have done was to hit those same swing states like a hammer with Vance to build that momentum, as well as to poison the ground for Harris. Instead Trump went back to Mar-A-Slobo, and let Beggar handle the heavy lifting, which is letting Pee Wee Herman handle a presentation to the CEO.

Like all dictator wanna-be’s, Trump has always carried the seeds of his own self destruction. Because. There’s. Only. One. Trump. And because his rabid base requires constant stroking in person, his whole movement has suffered since he lost in 2020, and pretty much disappeared from not only most major media, but social media as well. His base has an attention span almost as short as his, and when he ignores them too long, they tend to lose interest. See his recent rally crowds.

Trump hasn’t just lost momentum, he’s starting to roll backwards down the hill. And there’s no way for him to get it back. As I wrote previously, at this same time in the 2016 cycle, Trump had already held 22 mass rallies and fly-ins. In this cycle, yesterday was his 8th. Trump can’t use surrogates because his base will accept no substitutes. And this Trump is eight years older, no Trump Force 1, no juice left, even the crowds don’t seem to jazz him up anymore. He’s a tired old man, with the legal weight of the world on his shoulders, and no passion, since he’s no longer even running for President or his now demolished brand, only to stay out of prison.

One more thing that has to weigh on his mind. He already knows that he’s never going to get the Nikki Haley voters back, which was a fundamental error of arrogance on his part. His one hope, which Democrats feverishly shared for a while was RFK Jr. siphoning off Biden votes. But since Harris took over, that trend line is upside down. According to a recent poll, only 8% of independent leaning Democratic voters are trending to RFK Jr., where as 23% of independent leaning GOP voters are trending towards RFK Jr. There’s at least some of the Nikki Haley crowd right there. It took eight long years, but it’s finally starting to look like What goes around comes around. Don’t touch that dial.

I thank you for the privilege of your time.

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