Trump is a Car Salesman

 

     All he needed was the plaid jacket.

     Yesterday, Donald Trump violated the spirit of the Hatch Act of 1939 by hawking five Tesla vehicles. Or, at least, one would think he did. Technically, he didn't violate any law because, for perverse reasons, the Hatch Act doesn't restrict presidents or vice presidents from engaging in any pernicious political activity on federal property.

     But it was, nonetheless, unseemly and the optics were horrible.

     There he was, the so-called leader of the free world, promising to buy a Tesla from his biggest political benefactor and essentially his boss, to help prop up sales which have been sagging since Musk starting acting like someone out of Hitler's Munich Beer Hall Putsch.

     Of course, Donald Trump acts as if he's never gotten in a cold car in his life, much less driven one, so it's highly doubtful that he actually bought one. Don't forget, until Elon Musk stole the election for him and paid a quarter billion dollars to that end, Trump had nothing but harsh words for electric powered vehicles. As recently as last fall, he'd inveighed against electric batteries with monologues in which he chooses between getting electrocuted by batteries and getting eaten by a shark.

     But then Elon Musk, a guy who originally threw his support behind Ron DeSantis, stepped into the picture. Like Putin, Musk saw a useful idiot who could be his Trojan Horse that got him into the very center of our government, where he's resided like a heartworm.

     Suddenly, Teslas weren't so bad any more. Like everything else Trump says and does, this was so tawdry and nakedly corrupt that one had to practically rub their eyes to make sure they weren't hallucinating. And, for all we know, this was Musk's idea. One can hardly blame him if it was. After all, "the world's richest man", as the supine media like to call him, is largely only worth what his Tesla stocks are worth, since virtually all his wealth is tied up in it.

     Since he began torching his brand both literally and figuratively,  Musk's new worth has dropped by at least $100,000,000,000. But if you're a centibillionaire, at least on paper, you can afford to lose a hundred billion. So, Trump thought it would be a good idea to film a poorly-executed car commercial in front of the White House, with his sociopath buddy standing next to him like a ketamin-addled shadow, with the intention of making him even richer.

     And, no, it had nothing to do with saluting the American worker, especially since Teslas are also made in China and many of the parts are made in other countries. But, hey, what's there not to like about electric vehicles, after all? They're just one in an endless series of about-faces that Trump has made in recent years.

     Like his initial suspicion of cryptocurrency, one of the very few extant examples of Trump's gut actually informing him well. Now that he's got the cryptocurrency elite in his corner, suddenly Trump is not only touting cryptocurrency, even launching his own, now he wants the American taxpayer to underwrite the cost to buy cryptocurrency and create a Fort Knox for it.

     Isn't intellectual evolution a wonderful thing?

     And just think- For just a few million ill-gotten dollars, they can and have bought large chunks of a government with a $6.1 trillion annual budget.

     America! What a country!