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This is going to be fun. In real estate, it boils down to three things, location, location, location. And in politics as well, everything boils down to three things, messaging, messaging, messaging. And in fact, politics actually has the advantage, because while you can’t change your location in real estate, you can always change your messaging in politics.
Which is why traditionally political campaigns spend untold amounts of campaign kaboodle, not just on polls about their messaging, but also on focus groups and research to define their message to pump out the maximum number of votes every election.
You’ll notice that I said traditionally. Because for the last ten years now, the GOP as a party has thrown that all out the window. because for these last ten years, the GOP as a party has completely abrogated its messaging to one man. Traitor Tot.
It seemed like a safe bet. After all, His Lowness was the messaging genius that found exactly the pitch perfect racist tone to reinvigorate a disgruntled, dormant GOP base and bring them back to the polls again. And the genius was that it didn’t even matter how racist, demagogic, or sexist the message was, the morons lapped it up like a kitten with a saucer of cream.
All the minions of the MAGA House and Senate had to do was to parrot the Trump line, it was golden. They stayed the course for two reasons. First, because it was the safe path to take to reelection. Second, deviation from that path encouraged a retaliatory strike from Traitor Tot, and a primary challenger. And for the most part it worked. In town halls, GOP ballot mice invoked Traitor Tot’s wisdom at every awkward question.
And Trump controlled the media messaging through savage discipline. A notoriously light sleeper, His Lowness was up at 5 am est every morning, hitting up his toadies at FUX and Friends, and the resulting verbal atrocities set the tone for the media coverage for the day. Just stay behind mother’s skirts, and you were safe.
But that’s now changed. Irrevocably. El Pendejo Presidente is now a doddering 79 year old dotard. And it’s reached the point where even his own base now recognizes his infirmity. Last Sunday morning, on Velshi, MSNBC showed live Traitor Tot’s meandering, nonsensical, delusional remarks from his pitch-and-putt course in Scotland, with the leader of the EU sitting beside him. When it was over Velshi said the only journalistically responsible thing he could do under those circumstances, Well. Well, ladies and gentlemen, that was batshit crazy. And it was true. In his Trumper tantrum, Il Douche claimed credit for stopping the machete genocide in Rwanda that occurred in 1995!
The problem for the MAGA caucus is that the scales finally seem to have fallen from the base’s eyes. They have finally come to realize that no matter how much they clip him in the chops on his job approval rating, it doesn’t mean a bowl of piss Jack Daniels. The only way to control Traitor Tot is to put pressure on their duly elected representatives.
And that’s just what they’re doing. It started with this whole sorry Jeffrey Epstein mess. The paranoid MAGA base can smell a conspiracy in a vacuum, and this time it’s their own Glorious Bleater that’s doing it! So they started hammering their representatives and Senators to quit d*cking around and get to the bottom of this, through committee hearings if necessary! And for the first time it put the caucus in direct opposition to Trump, or face the wrath of their voters.
Drunk with this new power, the base is using it. If the GOP House caucus had a functioning brain cell in their heads, they’d hold a conference call and empty the Speaker’s chair. As I predicted earlier, the only thing that MAGA Mike accomplished by sending the caucus home two weeks early was to put them in the crosshairs of their constituents.
And it’s getting brutal. Two nights ago in Wisconsin, some MAGA sycophant slob held a town hall in which he was lucky to escape unscathed. One woman calmly stated from the microphone that she had sent her representative a letter with specific, empirical facts, and asked for a response. She received a standard political pap response. When she pressed the issue with empirical facts, in reply, she received crickets. Another woman, obviously very well prepared, took to the microphone and stated, Right now ICE appears to have some mystery unlimited budget, and not even an appointed leader. Every ICE raid costs $18 million dollars every day, and untold hundreds of millions to staff and support the concentration camps we have in this country right now. My question is, what will be the ultimate price to taxpayers for fascism in the United States? She received a raucous standing ovation.
The GOP caucus is boned. Sideways. For the last ten years they have sought safe harbor in parroting their Mango Messiah, safe in the knowledge that as long as they did that, no harm could befall them, since Trump’s popularity ruled supreme in the party. But now Traitor Tot is incapable of stringing two coherent sentences together, and rather than finding it cute and adorable, the MAGA base is now starting to hold the prodigal sons responsible for the sins of the father.
Start keeping your eyes wide open after Labor Day. By late October the signing petition period is going to open for candidates to declare for the 2027 primaries in most states. And that is going to be the moment of truth for the GOP caucus.
It’s a universal axiom in politics, especially for the US House, that the unforgiveable sin is to lose a reelection campaign. Do it, and you’re likely one-and-done. Retire, and you can always live to fight another day. So, if we get into October and early November, and you start seeing an increasing number of GOP House incumbents, and even a couple of vulnerable GOP Senators retiring rather than face reelection, that will be a bell weather that the tide is turning against the GOP. After all, these ass clowns have stuffed campaign war chests, and are spending large for internal campaign polls that nobody outside the campaign will ever see. And nobody gives up a part time job with mondo bennies without a goddamn good reason. Watch this space.
I thank you for the privilege of your time.
Masterful analysis, Murph. I had been wondering what the MAGA masses actually thought about all this. Do they realize Trump IS the Deep State, or are they mad at him because he’s not going after the real Deep State, namely the Clintons, Obama, Soros, et al.? Are they mad at Trump or are they mad at his sycophantic underlings? The beauty of your analysis is that it shows none of that matters. Undoubtedly it’s a mix, but the only thing that does matter is that the pitchforks are out, and the peasants’ elected representatives are the nearest targets. They royally deserve it, we need not shed a tear for them. The whole situation is a house of cards, structurally unsupportable, and it cannot but undermine the MAGA movement. Trump is essentially flailing.
Correct.
It was only time that would tell as to when those pitchforks would come out, since they always do with those cretins. Nice to see them eatin’ their own.
I can’t help but laugh every time I see some liberal write some shitty piece about what he thinks conservatives are feeling. No one I know cares about Epstein or the people he ran with in his heyday. We care about conservative policy that president Trump is carrying out. Trade deals that he making fair for America and securing foreign investment in the United States strengthening our economy.
This juvenile word salad “analysis” only serves to amuse you moronic lefties who hate the President anyway .
Hey “Mark,” you’re back! How’s Moscow in the summer? Or are you in Sochi, where you can watch the oil tanks burn after the Ukrainian drones arrived? Your English is improving …
Yeah I’m back. Never left really. Just didn’t see anything worth reading or commenting on over here.
You’re right, Russia is beautiful this time of year. Especially when there’s so much to talk about. You know, collusion with the Clinton campaign & all…