#DayOldMcDonald - Single-Digit Grifter
I’m lovin’ it!
We are in a war for perception, and if you are new to these pages, you will learn that I fired the media about three weeks ago.
Corporate media has a vested interest in continuing the mythic revisionist past of #DayOldMcDonald, but I don’t.
I want my readers to take comfort in the fact that Donald Jessica Trump has lost his real fake luster.
Donald Jessica Trump is a fake rich guy - all money launderers are fake rich guys.
Back in the day, when he led a violent insurrection off the Big Lie, he was able to raise a quarter billion dollars.
Now, with weeks to play victim about the first of many indictments, he can only lay claim to being a single-digit millionaire grifter.
Even the oligarchs who enjoy laundering money through his various schemey schemes aren’t ponying up any consequential bucks. The smart dirty money has made its way into the pockets of Florida Fascist Ron DeSantis.
Should Mango Muffintop (™️ Jim Stewartson) be placed under a gag order, his ability to grift off his victimhood schtick will further crimp the Family Grievance Business.
And while I am inviting everyone to join me in the real world, an overhead shot of the Waco carny revealed a smaller crowd than drag queen bingo night in WeHo.
And speaking of reunions, I repurposed the phrase - #DayOldMcDonald - from a line Ice T said at a party I had in 1996. I was celebrating my birthday at a Sushi bar on the Sunset Strip, and at the time, the drummer of the newly revamped Guns N’ Roses was living in my back house.
When I mentioned to Ice T that fact, he said dismissively: “Day old McDonald’s.” In other words, the reunion of GNR without all its O.G. members was not enticing to him.
As I try to find only the best words for a propaganda war, I fastened that phrase onto Donald Jessica Trump and found it perfect on so many levels. I mean, the boy likes burgers. So there’s that. But just the mere thought of day old grey meat stuff packs the kind of distasteful punch I was going for.
I predicted five years ago, that ten years from that moment, no one would even admit they ever voted for him. MAGA and the Hats would be exposed as Russian active measures and even the churchy will line up for confession and whatnot and ask the God of their understanding for forgiveness for supporting a rapey mobster.
If I sound a bit saltier than usual, it’s a side effect to actually being one of the .07 percent of the population who actually reads indictments.
The only thing missing from the SOF released yesterday afternoon was a soundtrack of Michael Rapaport making pig noises.
No disrespect to pigs, which I’m sure have more decency and dignity than the scoundrel who illegitimately occupied the White House.
Bless his heart.
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