Some clicks this afternoon as I scrolled the InterWebs.
Sneakers bullshit:
Cartoon pic.twitter.com/K9wcTNPX0m
— Bill Bramhall (@BillBramhall) February 19, 2024
In reality, T-Rump may not be anywhere-near as popular as the media says and in Philly yesterday, those golden sneakers didn’t sneak (ABC News):
But his five-minute remarks, in a heavily Democratic city, were sometimes barely able to be heard as members of the diverse, young crowd were consistently screaming and chanting throughout.
While many booed and chanted at him, others attempted to drown them out with anti-Joe Biden and USA chants.
“This a slightly different audience than I’m used to, but I love this audience,” Trump said, struggling to get through his speech.
He attempted to divert the attention by acknowledging his supporters in the crowd, even bringing one of them, a woman, up to the stage where she talked about how much she loves Trump because she said he is a Christian family man.
“They’re after him for no reason. Go out and vote for Trump,” she said to boos and some cheers.
And some business-loser time:
Trump can’t do business in NY for three years, but these people can. pic.twitter.com/67zAnpuSLD
— Jo (@JoJoFromJerz) February 19, 2024
Cute angle — per Newsweek:
Trump’s businesses could be saved by his other family members, however, such as wife Melania Trump or eldest daughter Ivanka, who left the family company in 2017 to serve in Trump’s White House. Legal experts previously assessed that the former president would be able to hold on to his properties even if barred from conducting business by transferring his company to his family members not included in James’ case.
“Engoron’s order prevents Trump and his sons from serving as officers or directors in New York, but they can still be shareholders,” Neama Rahmani, president of West Coast Trial Lawyers, told Newsweek on Friday. “That means they can own the companies, but they can’t run them.”
Inflated news:
Quite an interesting little nugget of history here https://t.co/HmwYor98Yg pic.twitter.com/C1ekHCwuag
— George Conway (@gtconway3d) February 19, 2024
Extra bits — per the Guardian yesterday:
Donald stomped through the city like he was King Kong. He built Trump Tower on Fifth Avenue with ready-mix cement from the mob, the “Concrete Club”, they called it, provided by Anthony “Fat Tony” Salerno, boss of the Genovese crime family, the client of Roy Cohn, and under the supervision of teamster boss John Cody, under the control of Paul Castellano, boss of the Gambino crime family. Cody bought an apartment for his mistress in the completed building without filing a loan application to show his income.
(Cody was convicted of labor racketeering in 1982 and sentenced to prison. Salerno was convicted in 1988 and sent to prison. His contract for concrete to build Trump Plaza was listed in his indictment as one of the charges of racketeering. Castellano was assassinated at Sparks Steak House in Manhattan in 1985 on the orders of John Gotti, who assumed control of the Gambino family.)
“If people were like me, there would be no mob, because I don’t play that game,” Trump said when asked later about his ties to what he called “OC”, or organized crime. He called himself “the cleanest guy there is”.
Fred’s Cadillac bore the vanity license plate “FCT”. (His middle name, from his mother’s family, was “Christ”.) Louise Sunshine arranged a little present for Donald to get his own vanity license plate reading “DJT”.
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Donald was crass, belligerent and bullying. He believed that the conspicuous display of gold-plated wealth showed an irresistible Midas touch and that all publicity was good publicity. He threw $70,000 in campaign contributions at Ed Koch, who replaced Beame, and turned up at his election night victory party to celebrate like he had made Koch.
Go read the whole piece at the Guardian, there is some ugly shit in there.
Doomscroling will make you woozy.
Even if you’re a loser missing the boat and plane, Modest Mouse to close this out:
News flashes, or not, yet once again here we are…
(Illustration out front: ‘A Break in Reality,’ by Xetobyte, found here.)