How the Trump campaign ends: a landscaping company, a crematorium, a dildo, and an adult bookstore
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I have been waiting for the story of Four Seasons Landscaping, and we have it. And this is a lede:
What began five years ago with the made-for-TV announcement of Donald Trump’s presidential ambitions from the escalator of his ritzy Manhattan high-rise, ended Saturday with his aging lawyer shouting conspiracy theories and vowing lawsuits in a Northeast Philadelphia parking lot, near a sex shop and a crematorium.
Worth reading the whole thing, but basically what happened resulted from Trump being disengaged from the campaign and Trump’s aides knowing that pretty much everybody at the heart of vibrant urban centers despises him.
One irony that is about to become quite entertaining is that Trump clearly craves the approval of his fellow urban elites, who will mostly hate him forever, and is utterly contemptuous of the small-town and rural people who love him.