What is the sound of one hand clapping? Chinese adage
Right now, if anybody on the planet knows what sound is, it’s Traitor Tot. From where I’m sitting, the only question worth asking isn’t if The Trumpster Fire creates some lame bullshit excuse to depart the race, but when?
A few simple facts. A recent Quinnipiac poll showed that only 31% of registered voters had a favorable view of Trump. Another poll showed that only 31% of registered voters want Trump to run in 2024, only a bare majority of 56% of GOP voters want Trump to run again. And another independent poll showed that 61% of GOP voters want the Trump agenda, only 31% want Trump carrying that message.
And like America’s Top 40 with Casey Kasem, the hits just keep on coming. Trump is the kiss of death for GOP fundraising. Every day, more deep pocket GOP donors, companies, and corporations are making it clear that the funski valve is off for the RNC if Trumpenstein is even in the field. While this may not bother His Lowness much, since he has pretty much a monolithic nipple lock on the small donor pool, the RNC is going to need that money for other down ballot races in 2 years.
All of those are entertaining to write and read, but they’re not the worst problem Trumpty Dumpty has right now. And actually there are two of them. First, Trump’s GOP persona is that of Emperor Numbus Nuttus. The GOP and the RNC are his personal chew toys, and only his voice matters.
If that’s the case, why is nobody listening? Since his personal proctoscope, Kreepy Kevin McCarthy seems to be having so much trouble locking up the House Speakership, El Pendejo Presidente has taken a personal interest. He’s burning up his long distance minutes from Mar-A-Lago in order to whip votes for McCarthy to get him over the finish line. And ya know what? Nobody cares! If fact, one whip count I saw yesterday showed McCarthy further from 218 than then he was when Hair Twitler opened his big, fat, New York mouth. What kind of a death grip on the party is this?
But here’s the reason that should have FrankenTrump scared shitless. It was more than a month ago that The Mango Messiah made his 2024 campaign launch announcement in front of a Mar-A-Lago ballroom full of friendly hostages that were literally locked in the ballroom so they couldn’t desert him. Hell, it was cheaper than hiring a crowd, like in 2015.
Shhh. Listen. Hear anything? Yeah, me neither. So, what’s missing? Where is Steve Scalise? Where the hell is Gym bag Jordan? Where is Sugar Daddy Matt Gaetz? Where is Kreepy Kevin McCarthy? Where is Mark Meadows? Where is JD Vance? And most of all, where the hell is Trump’s favorite skritch toy, Leningrad Lindsey Graham? Trump announced his run more than a month age, and as far as I know, the only GOP incumbent to endorse The Cheeto Prophet is LSU Loser Tommy Tuberville, who did it today!
For sweet Jesus sake! Even Trump’s own flesh and blood is ditching this slow moving train wreck. Diaper Donnie Redux blew off the shindig with some lame ass excuse about bad weather returning from a hunting trip. And he didn’t endorse him either. His own daughter Ivanka, blew off the klown kar circus, and announced the next day that she and Jared, the Boy Blunder were skipping this one to stay at home and spend time with their children. But you know what I didn’t hear? What I didn’t hear was While I love my father with all my heart, and fully support his campaign to return to the White House…
What is it that everybody else in the GOP knows that The Mar-A-Lago Moron doesn’t? He’s like that annoying party guest. The glass is empty, the other guests have all left, the ashtrays are empty, the dishes are in the dishwasher, the cast has been let out, and the lights are off. And yet he stands there babbling, waiting for another drink. What is it they say? The cheated on spouse is always the last to know?
As I said at the top, my only question isn’t whether Trump drops out, but when? And that question comes with a rider. How does the orange shitgibbon choose to drop out? Does he cobble up some lame ass medical excuse, and slink back to Mar-A-Lago with his tail between his legs to face trial(s)? Or does he pull a Gotterdammerung, claim that the primaries are rigged, and pull his base with him for a punitive 3rd party run? That one question could determine just how bad the GOP 2024 slaughter is. Don’t touch that dial.
Oh, I think I know the answer to the end of this joke campaign: it ends when Jack Smith starts dropping indictments.
The fact that 61% of our other major party supports overthrowing our democracy IS still the problem even if he stroked out tonight. The Trojan horse is in congress & full of cult members hellbent on bringing the country down. Trump is the symptom not the cancer. God knows where the ‘fix’ lies. Educated voters? Hard to ‘fix’ greed, stupidity, racism, homophobia, religious hypocrisy, and institutions that reward these issues. 240 years and a black kid in a hoodie can’t buy skittles without being murdered and the murderer walks free. There are thousands of examples and they can’t all be laid at his doorstep. He wouldn’t have sniffed the presidency no matter what any foreign government did if we were a culture that was grounded in reality and knew our history. There will be another Trump long after he’s compost. Count on it.
They still need a leader and solid command structure to make it work. Mindless hordes only work in zombie movies. As plenty of progressives could tell you, wanting things alone is never enough. And most of those talking this nonsense won’t ever get off the couch. That’s a “burden” for the people they want in charge.
Us old farts can remember a song (Silence Is Golden) from way back with some lyrics that are applicable:
Talkin’ is cheap, people follow like sheep
Even though there is nowhere to go
How could she tell he deceived her so well
Pity she’ll be the last one to know
Silence is golden (ooh)
But my eyes still see
Silence is golden, golden (ooh)
But my eyes still see
(Ooh, we do, we do, I do)
How many times did she fall for his line?
Should I tell her or should I keep cool?
And if I tried I know she’ll say I lied
Mind your business, don’t hurt her, you fool
Silence is golden (ooh)
But my eyes still see
Silence is golden, golden (ooh)
But my eyes still see