Guest Post by Wyatt Thomas
The Trump Train is overwhelmingly populated these days by three types of dysfunctional ticket holders. One group is the bizarre gaggle of grifters like Jason Miller and Laura Loomer who hover over Trump’s political carcass eagerly snatching up the crumbs which fall from his never-ending fund-raising schemes. They are loathsome creatures who, in the case of Miller, have abandoned the illegitimate children (conceived during Trump’s first campaign with a fellow worker) they didn’t surreptitiously murder through abortion smoothies, and, in the case of Loomer, make Kanye look sane. The only requirement for this position is the willingness to assume the position of Trump ass kisser on command. When “loyalty” is the only job expectation, he that slurps with the most enthusiasm avoids the mean tweet and childish nickname as long as possible before being inevitably kicked to the curb when the next political (and/or literal) whore eager to take your place comes along.
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