Donald Trump argued that a GOP budget bill should help only Republican states instead of benefiting Democratic governors.
“We’re going to make a couple of tweaks,” Trump said of his “one big beautiful bill” during a Tuesday trip to Capitol Hill. “I mean, we don’t want to benefit Democrat governors, although I would do that if it made it better, but they don’t know what they’re doing.”
“We want to help all the states, but we have governors that are from the Democrat [sic] party, let’s say New York, Illinois, big ones, and let’s say Gavin ‘Newscum,’ who’s done a horrible job in California.”
That must be comforting to hear to republican citizens living in those blue states.
All those red districts in blue states, get ready to get screwed. Trump ain’t helping you.
Unless you’re in the top 1% of wealth, he isn’t helping you either.
Yesterday I drove into my home town, where I grew up. It’s been hard to go there since MAGA erupted. In a usually-blue state, my home town (and the surrounding area) goes deep red. I wish I could say it was inexplicable, but I grew up around these people - their current authoritarian boot-licking matches up with everything I always knew about them.
How wonderful this news could’ve been to hear on the TV 12 hours ago, when I was back in that town, sitting in a waiting room. There was only one other person in the room, a middle-aged white guy who kept loudly saying things in response to the news on the TV. I’m pretty sure he was just trying to chat with someone, but I know how easy it is to accidentally set some people off, and I’m not about to make small talk about the news with a stranger in that town.
So I ignored him. He kept making unsolicited commentary. I kept reading my phone. Thankfully, someone eventually entered the room with a dog, and that gave the man a chance to start a conversation about the good boi, which the dog’s owner happily obliged. But now I wonder what he would have said if this story had been on the news at that time. It might have actually been entertaining.
I live in an extremely blue city in an extremely red state so I’ll be sitting in the fabled catbird seat.