(Meidas Touch Network)–“Donald Trump announced his latest grift on Saturday, appearing at Sneaker Con in Philadelphia, PA to hawk his new gold Trump-branded sneakers for the price of $399. At least some in the crowd were not very receptive, to say the least.
While on the stage talking about his new sneakers, many in the audience quickly erupted into boos.
In addition to sneakers, Trump also announced the sale of his new fragrance “Victory 47.” Donald Trump’s scent has been the topic of a great deal of discussion in recent months, with a former Republican congressman claiming Trump smells like “armpits, ketchup, a butt, and makeup” blended together.
Trump has to find ways to raise some cash – and fast. Between his judgments in the E. Jean Carroll defamation case and the New York civil fraud case, Trump owes more than a half a billion dollars. That’s equivalent to the sale of more than 1.25 million Trump sneakers. Good luck!”
It was only a matter of time before Donald Trump would be forced into selling some sort of gold-colored chachkies to his ignorantly gullible cult followers. Judging by the reception he received from the good people at the “Sneaker Con” convention in Philadelphia. Maybe sneakers aren’t the type of product that screams “Trump fans”.
Sneakerheads are more often than not young, hip, and stylish people. So my guess is that the “Venn diagram” between the Trump crowd and the fashion-forward youngsters looking to purchase the hottest kicks. Looks more like a pair of clip-on glasses than intersecting circles. If this was Trump’s “brilliant” plan to attract a younger fan base, then he appears to have missed the mark. Younger voters are far more concerned with gun violence, climate change, and reproductive rights among other pressing issues. So pandering to them with a gaudy shoe isn’t the kind of political posturing that moves the needle with Gen Z. If one thing this generation is keenly aware of, is when they are being “catfished” by a creepy old man pretending to be someone he’s not.
As if the sneakers weren’t enough of a grift, Trump is also hawking a new fragrance. For a man with a reputation for smelling like aged beef stew and McDonald’s farts. Having a Trump personal scent is something nobody in their right mind has ever clamored for. Unless of course, your goal is to repel your pets and loved ones. Then just the mere mention that you’re a Trump fan should easily do the trick. So not only is a Trump-flavored cologne repulsive, it’s also redundant.
What should truly scare the public is not that Trump has resorted to selling garbage products to his supporters. It’s the criminal depths that he may be willing to go to for income going forward. Since he’s already shaken down his MAGATS to cover the entirety of his legal costs. What comes next for a man who’s running out of cons? Recently Trump’s been transparent about his willingness to sell our ally’s defense over to Russia. Naturally fearing he possesses photocopies of the classified documents he intentionally stole from the White House. Isn’t such an unreasonable assumption. I’m sure his bromance with Putin could stimulate a bartering of Big Macs and Russian hookers for national security secrets between the two.
I’d be concerned if we don’t soon hear of Trump making his debut on “Cameo”. That’s when we should all just assume the worst. It’s the ultimate safety net for washed-up celebrities and political outcasts looking to make a buck. Since dignity and self-awareness are no match for Trump’s malignant narcissistic ego. “Cameo” is the natural evolution for someone in need of fast cash on hand. The longer it takes for Trump to sign up for the video messaging service equivalent to prostitution. The more the American public should fear the savage lengths Trump is undoubtedly taking to make sure there’s enough gas in his plane’s tank. Which in my optimistic dreams would be so he could escape back to the country where he is truly beloved, Russia. A boy can dream, can’t he?
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