Donald Trump and his people keep sending me emails every day. They keep begging me for money to help the traitor ex-president "defend" America by winning back the White House. Often the emails are very suggestive and lurid, promising that if I give Trump and his friends my money that I will get invited to some type of secret meeting or private audience that is "exclusive" to special people like me. Other times the emails are hawking hats, mugs, glasses, beer "koozies" and fake mugshots of Trump being arrested for his obvious crimes against society – except Trump isn't actually guilty, as the emails tell it, he is being "persecuted" like Jesus Christ or some other type of martyr. [As I write this essay, I literally just received an email from Trump's people announcing that they are selling "MAGA MOM" t-shirts to honor Mother's Day.]
Some of Trump's emails are pathetic; he is too close to being a caricature of himself (if that is even possible given that the real "Donald Trump" does not exist and he is just a character and symbol, an empty signifier of sorts) as he begs for money to fight the "deep state" and "crooked" Joe Biden and the "evil" Democrats who supposedly want to turn the United States into Mao's China or Stalin's Russia. In reality, Trump is lashing out like a spoiled child who is mad that the other kids are being "mean" to him.
