Convicted felon President Trump is, no joke, at some dump of a casino in the fucking Poconos to deliver a speech in front of a banner that reads “LOWER PRICES, BIGGER PAYCHECKS” to kick off his long-awaited roadshow aimed at turning his piece of shit fascist party’s political fortunes around going into what’s expected to be a rough midterm year. Who the hell on his political team picked the goddamned “Mount Airy Casino Resort” over some kind of more normal setting that people won’t automatically associate with disabled boomers pissing away their reverse mortgage payouts on penny slot machines over the smell of roller grill hot dogs and cheap whiskey sour mix? What was wrong with, say, a historic railroad depot, a steel foundry, a high school gym, or a church?
Then again those more prosaic, everyday settings are a little less authentic to MAGA than a gutter casino with a 70-acre parking lot outside. The constant doubling down on the ephemeral promise of a big payout that never comes while every last drop of blood is sucked out of you and then you’re tossed aside is in fact much more on-brand for Trumpism than any union hall or worksite could be.