Look, it’s a phony deal that was perpetrated on the public. I was asked a simple question by Chuck Todd at “Meet The Press”. And people, I gave a very honorable and honest answer. I said, sure, if I was doing terribly like some of these people, I wouldn’t stay in. I mean, who would stay in?
But I’m not. I’m leading every single poll. One poll came out yesterday, 30, or the other day, I’m at 35 percent nationally. 35 percent. I was — I’m 20 points ahead of everybody else. Why would I get out? So they asked me a question, and instead of saying like these politicians, I watch these guys down at 0 percent and 1 percent and they ask the same question, would you think about getting out? ‘Oh, I’ll never get out. I’ll never get out.’ And you know they’re going to be out in the next two weeks, OK? But they say that because that’s a politician.
Boyfriend is batshit crazy and so is most of his support base, but the ongoing freakout by the Washington press corps continues to be my favorite thing ever. They’re all running around screaming UNCLEAN UNCLEAN at Donald Trump, because he is loud and sweaty and spray-tanned and rude, and pretending that Ben Carson and Carly Fiorina are somehow more legitimate candidates when they do not substantively differ from Trump at all. Because it just CAN’T be Trump.
Why the fuck not? I mean it, why not? If the majority of the Republican party’s racist, xenophobic, roided-up base wants Donald Trump, why can’t it be Donald Trump? I don’t find elitism any more attractive just because I find the prospect of President Trump so terrifying I’m thinking about packing a bugout bag and a ticket to Peru.
Elitism is what this is. He doesn’t belong at their parties. This was bullshit when it was directed at Clinton and Obama and it’s bullshit now because it’s about the speaker presuming that they, and not voters, get to decide. Forget what’s on Trump’s hat or even in his head. That’s undemocratic. It’s un-American.
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