Griftfest ‘26

I saw an AI pic that the desperately insecure, reality averse, old, orange pedophile posted on his little social media laundry, Truth Toilet, which showed outrageously huge, impossible crowds for his Grift-o-Rama “state fair.” (no, I’m not reposting it here) He also claimed to have 45,000 people at the ME-ME-ME Rally he held to open the fair.

Yeah — totally. Sure, dude. 

He (Trump) said guests stayed through the end of his speech "because they loved hearing about a truly successful America."

The White House has not independently released attendance figures for the event, and Trump's estimate could not immediately be verified.  (That’s because he was pulling those numbers out of his ass, as usual) (source) 

It’s a pretty hilarious tell that Pedo preemptively insisted that people stayed to the end of his blathering. The doddering, ancient fuck is entirely aware that we all know his audiences start walking out after 15 minutes of his boring, mastabatory gibberish. They always do because who, besides his most worm-brained of fans, can tolerate his shit longer than that?

The Great American State Grift has, obviously and expectedly, been an astounding failure. Pedo’s pretty much run out of scam juice. The curtain’s been pulled back. I don’t think anyone’s buying the snake oil, Hamlin’s Wizard Oil or Hunt’s Remedy anymore either.

This unbridled narcissism is how you get a fiasco like the Great American State Fair and the larger project of which it is a part, Freedom 250—an organization that Trump created despite the fact that Congress had already created an organization, America250, for the purpose of celebrating the country’s anniversary. The primary purpose of Freedom 250, which is not subject to congressional oversight and does not have to disclose its donors, is the elevation of Trump and his political movement. That’s why so many musicians withdrew from performing at the Great American State Fair, and organizers had to turn to Kash Patel’s girlfriend. With just a few days to go before America’s “birthday,” Freedom 250’s most notable event so far was the UFC fight held on the White House lawn on Trump’s actual birthday.  (source) 

First, the UFC thing was Trump’s birthday present to himself. It had absolutely nothing to do with celebrating America’s 250th birthday.

Second, getting Krazy Kash’s mediocre country and western singer girlfriend to headline at this disastrous production shows some serious, rock solid desperation. The only way it could have been worse would've been if they’d put Lara Trump up on stage. 

Even if I still had hearing I wouldn’t know Krazy Kash’s girlfriend’s name. Country is one genre of music I was never EVER able to abide. I mean, it’s nails on chalkboards, milk with a grapefruit juice chaser, an orange paisley crop top worn with fluorescent lime green polka dot harem pants — okay wait, that shirt/pants combo might totally slap. 

Frankly, no one outside of politically conservative Nashville would have heard of her either. From what I understand, she was a right-wing podcaster who decided to try her hand/voicebox at country and western singing. 

So, chick was some unknown and started banging Kash as a way to boost her going-nowhere singing career – I get it. He’s with her because … well, you’ve seen him. Also, she's young enough to be his daughter — you know how Republicans are.  No one’s going after him because they’ve heard he’s rocking a charming personality, a keen intellect, and bodacious good looks — fuck no. Oh yeah, the fact that he’s a middle-aged sloppy drunk isn’t exactly appealing either.

It was all about proximity to power, obtaining connections, getting WAY more exposure than her manager (if she had one) could ever have managed. On top of that she gets a ton of bling and free jet rides. What’s it costing her? In the here and now she has to fake interest in a complete radish brained drunken dweeb AND, periodically, fuck him. This is likely not a great inconvenience for her as he’s usually hammered, allegedly, and probably can’t get it up (or keep it up).

Once the addled orange ogre is gone, Kash’s little girlfriend (I refuse to look up her name) will undoubtedly find her singing career in a nosedive. She’ll go back to singing at roadhouses or yapping on her podcast, maybe pick up a waitressing gig here and there. 

I’d feel a tiny bit sorry for her — we’ve ALL made truly bad, embarrassing choices in our lives — but for reals, as an adult, you don’t dive head first into a bucket of obviously no-brained, pants shitting, fraudsters and expect to come out with a glorious rep, industry and peer respect, money, and a thriving, satisfying career.

Now, the worst and least popular president of all time is staging a convention in Dallas this September to “rally voters” in advance of the midterm elections. And by “rally voters” I mean he's going to “smear his fecal stank of failure all over Republican candidates from coast to coast” just like he did for the “Great American State Fair.” Pedo’s calling it The Great American Comeback. 

Sure. Yeah. Gotcha. 🙄 Everything he touches withers and dies. The Republican Party deserves to die though.

He’s a barely sentient, one man apocalypse. And 30% of this benighted country still think he’s god. The human race is doomed.