Donald Trump doesn’t have time for a second debate with Kamala Harris, but he apparently has time for a publicity stunt involving McDonald’s that we all have to hope he actually follows through on.
“I think I’m going to go to a McDonald’s next week, some place I’m going to go, might not be here in your place. I’m going to go to a McDonald’s, and I’m going to work the French fry job for about a half an hour. I want to see how it is,” Trump told rally attendees in Pennsylvania Monday night.
Please, please, let’s make this happen.
If there is a god in heaven, this has to happen!
The set-up to this event that absolutely, positively has to happen (!) is that the easily trolled Trump let himself get trolled by MAGA dimwits who claim to have truthed Harris’ story about working in a McDonald’s while in college.
The Harris campaign released a TV ad last month playing up the experience, to highlight her middle-class upbringing, and contrast it with how Trump is one of those of whom we say, born on third base, and thinks he hit a triple.
To that end, Trump, seriously, was, beginning at the age of 3, getting the equivalent of $300,000 a year in today’s dollars from his father, Fred, who made his money tapping into FDA loan guarantees to build low-end homes in Jamaica Queens, then gamed the system to pass the wealth down to his kids, including the dense one.
The contrast here: more of us can identify with the somebody who had to work her way through college than the somebody who was a real-life Richie Rich.
“She never worked there! And these fake news reporters will never report it!” Trump yelled, in the manner of the old man yelling at imagined intruders to get off his lawn, and reminiscent of the deranged moment from the Sept. 10 ABC News debate, when he famously went on about how “they’re eating the pets!”
“She never worked at McDonald’s, but it was a big part of her resumé,” Trump said. “They went, and they went to the different places, did she work here, did she work here, did she work here? She said, We don’t know who the hell she is, leave us alone, we’re making hamburgers!”
I didn’t work the fries in my stint at the local McDonald’s in high school, but I did make sandwiches and ran the cash register there, and at the local Hardee’s, and ran the flame broiler at the Burger King, and delivered pizzas at the Papa John’s, and having done those jobs, I can speak from experience, they’re not for the faint of heart, and hard work.
Trump would no doubt find that out for himself, though, of course, no, he isn’t going to go through with this stunt.
Seriously, the idea of that lumbering twat standing over a frier in his oversized cheap suit and long red tie …
Please, this has to happen!
Even if it were to happen, there’s one thing our grown-up Richie Rich will never be able to understand: how it is that people make it week to week on jobs paying right or just above minimum wage.