The Orange Revolution…
Posted June 22, 2016on:
What a week! It’s only Wednesday and things, they are a’poppin’ my friends. Where to start?
Let’s start with the businessman par excellence and overripe dancing persimmon, Donald Trump. His campaign finance report was abysmal – no, that is too kind. Let’s put it this way, if the Donald’s fundraising is Trumpalicious, Kanye has replaced Mother Teresa on the sainted humility list.
One thing is for certain, Trump believes charity starts at home. About one-tenth of every dollar he has raised, $6.0 million in total, finds its way back to a Trump enterprise.
Here’s a list of some things highlighted in the May FEC filing:
- $423,372 to rent out Mar-a-Lago, his Palm Beach club
- $349,540 to Tag Air, his fleet of private jets
- $29,715 to rent out the Trump International Golf Club
- $35,845 to rent out the Trump National Golf Club
- $72,800 in rent on Trump Tower
It’s hard for contributors to get excited about giving money to a campaign where the campaign is $45 Million underwater. It is underwater because the primary expenditures by der Drumpf are being carried as a loan. He has promised to write this amount off as a contribution. He also promised to be faithful to his first wife, his second wife, and his third wife. So, the loan write-off hasn’t happened yet. Until it does, every dollar coming to the campaign has the potential to go out in the pocket of der Drumpf.
As Hillary said, “Trump has written lots of business books. They all seem to end in Chapter 11.”
If this wasn’t enough, Monday brought a lesson in rewarding loyalty from the mouth resembling the business end of the Lincolnshire Buff hen. Trump fired Corey Lewandowski, the cuckold campaign manager who suffered the same fate as wives one and two. Lewandowski was and is the loyal lieutenant who would gladly throw himself off the penthouse of Trump Tower for the amusement of his master. Corey, just like Wun Wun on Game of Thrones, died a valiant death due to the arrows launched by King Trump’s children.
A seasoned veteran of palace intrigue, that’s not metaphorical, a real seasoned veteran of palace intrigue, Paul Manafort, assumes the reins of the campaign. Since karma has a sense of humor, this isn’t the first time Manafort has been involved with an Orange Revolution (more on that later).
Manafort has a resume so checkered it is as black as a pirate’s Jolly Roger and just as foreboding. Let’s start with former business partners of Mr. Manafort. Roger Stone and Lee Atwater were two former partners who should give you a clue as to how fast the swirl is around the moral turpitude drain.
From an article explaining Manafort:
Many of the world’s dictators eventually became his clients. “Name a dictator and Black, Manafort will name the account,” Levine wrote. The client list included Philippine strongman Ferdinand Marcos (with a $900,000 yearly contract) and the despots of the Dominican Republic, Nigeria, Kenya, Equatorial Guinea, and Somalia. When the Center for Public Integrity detailed the firm’s work, it titled the report “The Torturers’ Lobby.”
Manafort has been investigated by foreign governments, been accused of prolonging shooting wars, complicity with arms merchants, and even fixing an Orange Revolution in Ukraine. This last one is too complex in the amount of space available, but the long and short of it is this: Manafort took a kleptomaniac goon named Viktor Yanukovych, gave him a shower, a haircut, a new suit, and taught him to say, “I feel your pain,” and effectively co-opted the Orange Revolution in Kiev by getting Yanukovych elected Prime Minister.
And karma has thrown in a little added chuckle of delight, Manafort’s sidekick in this Ukraine madness was none other than a tad deviant, Ted Devine of BerningBum fame. It is indeed a small world when it comes to swindlers, cheats, and their man servants.
These are just the highlights of Manafort’s dealings; there are other aspects of racketeering and outright swindles. Just think what a presidential campaign will do for Mr. Manafort’s career.
Finally, I’m always looking for the next new thing and I think I’ve found the new and improved “Sarah Palin” of 2016. It is Katrina Pierson. Katrina, a disaster sharing her name with another disaster, is one-piece of highly volatile work. Once when asked about Trump’s Muslim ban, she answered, “So what, they’re Muslim.”
Here’s how Katrina made an original splash on CNN:
Pierson’s most recent act of provocation was wearing a necklace of bullets for a CNN interview, to show her love and support for the NRA. When she was criticized, she said she’d wear a necklace of fetuses next time, to bring “awareness to 50 million aborted people that will never [get] to be on Twitter.”
Call me crazy, but in that sentence, the punch line should not be “getting to be on Twitter”.
Although not as checkered as Manafort, Katrina’s background is a bit quizzical even for a Tea Party maven. Here is an article describing Pierson, but my favorite observation came from one of Katrina’s fellow Texans who said, “We all have to pay the bills, but for Katrina, there is no principle that she isn’t willing to abandon for the right price.”
These are but two of L’Orange’s menagerie of half-witted nincompoops. There is an old Japanese proverb, “When a man’s character is not clear to you, look at his friends.” When it comes to der Drumpf, I’m fairly well convinced further inquiry into his character isn’t necessary.
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