By David Glenn Cox
Push meets shove as rock meets hard place. However bad you might believe the situation for Donald Trump to be, it’s far worse. This is the scene in the picture where Trump begins to crumble and ask for his mommy. Making desperate cash appeals and being greeted with low response numbers. When you just can’t sell enough sparkly American flag tennis shoes to keep that ole ship afloat.
You can see the panic in Trump’s eyes as the clock ticks down to “E Day” for eviction day. Condemnation day, the day they change the locks on the doors and notify all the tenants where their rent checks should go now. But the audience can see through Trump’s series of outrageous misfortunes. And despite the poor funding of our public schools, the audience can also do the math.
If Trump owes fifty billion gazillion trillion dollars? What good is my lousy ten bucks going to do? There’s no point in trying to plug that hole. You’re on your own fella! I can’t help you with that kind of money. The general sense that there is not enough money in the whole wide world to satisfy the demand. And every play from here on is a hail Mary play. “I’d gladly pay you Thursday for a hamburger today.”
Trump’s small donor amounts are less than half of what they were in 2020. And the large money donors? Don’t ask. But it’s that nagging fear that there will never be enough money and it’s futile to even try. That giant sucking sound of feeding the giant Trump legal juggernaut and running for President on the side. But only one can really be true, but which one?
“Money doesn’t talk, it swears,” and right now it’s cussing the Trump campaign. Saying, “We don’t believe you can do it.” The inevitability of another Trump campaign loss sinking in along with the associated pandemonium among the heathen unwashed. The little orange engine that could, can’t pull this load uphill.
If find it insanely humorous that over thirty bonding companies declined to Bond out Trump. It’s easy money, Trump’s not going to skip town and change his name to Carlos Espinoza. He’ll show up for all the hearings. But what the bonding companies fear is more and future litigation. They fear of being put last in the creditor line and being left empty handed. The apprehension of what other shoes are possibly still out there left to drop and how much money is there left to get?
Too much and too many. Tied down by a thousand Lilliputian legal strings until captured. At the moment Trump needs the water most, the river begins to run dry. Ensconced RNC idiot Lara Trump says she’s going to make sure every nickel taken in from those taken in. Goes directly to her Father-in-law Donald Trump to cover his legal bills. Effectively killing donations.
From the Bonding companies to the little man on the street. They’re losing confidence Trump can pull it off and avoid the dismantling of his Real Estate empire. From insane marauding reactionary politician to insane marauding reactionary victim. How will that message sell in Peoria? Will they still love him when he’s down and out? When he becomes that crazy old man in front of the train station asking for money every morning. Hold his sign, “Non-Veteran with bone spurs! Won’t you help?”
The money is slow in coming if the money comes at all. This is America and we all know what slow money/no money really means. They might still love you, but they don’t believe you can win. Yes, but how bad is it for the Republicans really? Disgraced serial liar George Santos is running for reelection. No bucks, no Buck Rogers.
Trump is bringing back convicted and pardoned Paul Manafort to explore the less savory money channels. But even the unsavory have their doubts too. Can they get their money back? When the people in his own country don’t believe Trump can pull it off. If Trump isn’t elected, its money just pissed away on a bad bet. It all comes back to the money troubles which come from the doubt that Donald Trump can actually run the political gauntlet and win the election.
To paraphrase Churchill; “This is not the end or the even beginning of the end, but it is perhaps, the end of the beginning.” The shell has cracked, and Humpty Dumpty has had his great fall. And all the king’s horses and all the king’s men ain’t going to pitch in their hard-earned cash this time to help Humpty Dumpty again.
Is Donald Trump really running for President or just taking donations trying to outrun the law? Don’t blink or you might miss it. Donald Trump’s empire is Donald Trump, and you can’t take one apart without publicly dismantling the other.
“Money
Get away
You get a good job with more pay and you’re okay
Money
It’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four-star, daydream
Think I’ll buy me a football team.
Money
Get back
I’m alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit.
I’m in the high-fidelity first-class traveling section
And I think I need a Lear jet.
Money
It’s a crime
Share it fairly, but don’t take a slice of my pie
Money
So they say
Is the root of all evil today.But if you ask for a rise
It’s no surprise that they’re giving none away
Away, away, away” – Pink Floyd
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