A while back, I used a throw-away email address to sign up for messages from the orange menace and his minions. Since then my inbox has been flooded with increasingly desperate pleas from camp chaos. Over the course of the past five days, I have received no fewer than forty (40) messages, each more panic-stricken than the last.
Yesterday, July 26 (17 hours ago as of this writing) I received what can only be described as a fire sale. If I acted within the prescribed one-hour window of opportunity, I could, for the low, low price of $25 (marked down from the usual minimum of $35) become a card-carrying member of the Trump Gold Card crowd.
From team orange, I found this among the dozens of solicitations waiting for me in my in-box:
You’ve always been one of his BEST supporters, and since today is such a BIG DAY, we’re giving you a one-time discount to activate your membership and get your very own PERSONALIZED Gold Card for only $35 $25.
This offer is available for the NEXT HOUR. After that, the membership cost will go back up.
Please contribute $35 $25 IMMEDIATELY to activate your Trump Gold Card Membership and we’ll send you your PERSONALIZED Gold Card. >>
Spoiler alert: I did not reply during the one-hour time limit: I replied today, 17 hours later. And guess what? I still qualify for the discounted price! How lucky can one guy be?
Evidently, based on a tweet by Jared Holt of Right Wing Watch, I’m not the only one being bombarded with begging messages from team orange.
One Trump supporter summed it up when he tweeted: “These emails are so sleazy. It’s really sad picturing grandmas and such getting these and believing it.” However, pro-Trump columnist Kurt Schlichter may have said it best: “WTF is wrong with you? Stop this. Do it now.”
I’m just spit-balling here, but something tells me he isn’t going to stop. Not until we, the people, have our say in November.
I’m a big fan of singer/songwriter Delbert McClinton, and a line from one of his song, appropriately titled “Desperation,” came to mind as I was writing this:
Victims... of the situation
Can't rise above their own desperation
They keep on pushin'
But they can't get it up to speed