Trump's Disaster

Well, of course, Green Eagle has to get in his punches about the utter failure in Tulsa that was supposed to open Trump's triumphant return to the campaign trail.  Just to get the facts clear, the arena in Tulsa holds 19,200 people, and Trump's staff were predicting 40,000 more outside the arena, where they had set up jumbotrons, and a stage at which Trump and Pence were scheduled to speak after the address inside. 

In actuality, the Tulsa authorities report that attendance inside was a mind-numbingly low 6,200 people, and as for outside, it would be kind to report attendance higher than a few hundred, if that.  In fact, the campaign cancelled the outdoor speech and disassembled the stage for it while Trump was still speaking inside.

And here is something that I have not seen anybody commenting on, which was noticed first by my son:  The audience, predicted to be a cheering, wild mob, looked grim faced in practically every crowd cutaway.  These people, the most fanatic Trump supporters, who risked their lives to be there, were utterly disengaged from Trump's stale, two hour rant.  There was hardly a smile in the place, and even Trump's best lines got hardly more than a couple of polite claps.

What is the takeaway from this?  At this point it is justified to assume that the Trump campaign has grossly exaggerated not only the number, but the enthusiasm of his supporters.  It's like a comedy routine that was hilarious the first time you saw it, but is nothing but boring the tenth time around.  It's old, and he's old.  And he knows it; if you saw the video of his arrival back at the White House, you rarely have seen such a dejected person in your life.

So, of course the lies started almost immediately.  In his speech, Trump blamed imaginary violent agitators for not letting people in, totally contradicting what TV viewers could see in the news coverage from outside the hall.  When that claim was discredited almost within minutes (lesson to Donnie: don't tell your lies until its too late to instantly prove you are wrong,) a new story sprung up, seemingly cribbed from an old Scooby Doo cartoon:  Those meddling kids wrecked his rally by snapping up all the tickets and then not coming.  Leaving aside the fact that anything Trump says about this failure is 99.9% likely to be a falsehood made up on the spot, this hardly explains why the crowd of 40,000 expected outside, who didn't need tickets, completely failed to materialize.

Sorry, Donnie, there is a real message there, and as you clearly know, it's not a good one for you, although it is a great thing for the country.

Comments

Flying Junior said…
Frequenter commenter, Mike from Iowa, over at the Field Negro quoted the Tulsa Fire Marshall as saying there were approximately 6,200 in attendance. So the arena was less than 1/3 full. Sounds right.

You must have heard about the teenagers on TikTok and other social media pwning the president with hundreds of fake ticket reservations. lolz. The youth of the United States is not down with the president.

He's going to have to cheat like a m*****f***** to win in November. It looks like the president can count on Georgia to come through. They have been honing the finer points of cheating very successfully since they stole the governorship. Republican operatives in Texas, Kentucky, Florida and possibly North Carolina are working diligently to prevent fair elections. It's going to be razor thin. Tooth and knuckle, dragdown fight to the death. I hope the hell we win.
Green Eagle said…
I said some time ago that this election is all going to come down to how much cheating and smearing the Republicans can get away with. In a fair election, Trump would be beaten badly, but in a fair election George W. Bush would have been beaten too. They realized decades ago that demographics were destroying their grip on power; rather than adopt policies that worked for the majority of American people, they cast their lot with criminally fighting to maintain their grip on power. And as demographics worsen for them, they have had to move ever further into the shadow of out and out fascism. And that's where we are now.
Anonymous said…
Donny is and has always been a sideshow barker. He aspires to be a con man, a grifter, a raconteur but he variously lacks the specific talents necessary for each:

The 'con' in con-man is short for confidence and the con man gets by giving. The con man talks up the mark's virtues, tells them he likes and trusts them, brings them along. Trump can't do that. An oily creepiness and distrust contaminates everything he touches. It is all immediately and obviously transactional. A can man has to be, or at least appear to be, patient and vulnerable with his trust. Trump is not a con-man.

Trump isn't a grifter. He isn't working an unseen angle, the slight of hand or a sting playing on the marks arrogance and moral weakness. He isn't enough of a team player to make the long game.

Trump isn't a raconteur who temps, seduces and clenches the deal with stories that flatter and intrigue and beckon with implied riches. The man can't even tell a simple joke without offending the mark or ruining it by flattering himself.

No, Trump is none of those things. Trump is a carnival barker. His method is the grab attention by any mean necessary. Insults and obscenities are all fair game to get your attention. He then proceeds to cross-thread the lines of reasoning by taking all sides of an issue vaguely but strongly enough to imply he both understands the issues and knows something you don't. If the issue was the toss of a coin he would find a dozen ways to state and restate that he thinks heads is likely but tails is always a possibility. Implying that there are hidden nuances and occult knowledge at play while really just stating the obvious. The barker wants to confuse and intrigue just enough to get the mark to part with a dime and go into the sideshow. Once you enter the tent his job is done.

This is the always the game with Trump. He offends to get attention. Then shifts to selling the sizzle of how grand it will feel to be inside of the grand deal. Of course he seldom puts his own money on the line. His preference, taught by his father, was to be the manager who gets paid a monthly percentage even if the deal falls through or the enterprise folds. He mearly has to get them into the tent.

Of course sideshows seldom thrill for long and once you have gone though once few want to do it again. Trump can, with help, set up a new venture and often can talk people into investing. But a guy in a fancy suit using superlatives to describe himself and his deals quickly runs out of marks when word gets around that it is all hype and flowery language backed by second-rate crap.

Casinos, development, building, real estate, over-hyped products like steaks and water, and a university ... all fail because the carnival barker can't deliver on the hype. After a time everyone knows all the patter and promises are lies. We all know that our dime is worth more than what is inside the tent. We know that Trump is a fraud.

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