FAIL: MTG’s barely attended Manhattan martyr rally for Trump ends abruptly

FAIL: MTG's barely attended Manhattan martyr rally for Trump ends abruptly

It’s been a bad week for Marjorie Taylor Greene, and it’s only Tuesday.

As most of America waited for 2:15 PM EST to roll around so they could witness Donald Trump entering a Manhattan courtroom for his historic arraignment, his potential running mate was fleeing a poorly attended rally in Trump’s honor.

The weak showing was a second blow to Marge’s ego after months of obvious thirst to be Trump’s VP.

Her controversial appearance on Sunday’s 60 Minutes tanked, resulting in the newsmagazine’s second-least watched episode of its 55th season.

That’s doubleplusgood proof that Trump will think twice before choosing her to run with him, because if she can’t draw a crowd or a TV audience, she’s useless to him.

Instead of the Martyr Rally she kept promoting on her Twitter accounts, there were more media than MAGA in attendance, and Marge quickly made her escape with fellow fascist MAGA plant George “Anthony Devolder Zabrovsky Kitara Ravache Jiingleheimer Schmidt” Santos.

Bronx cheers > MAGA tears.


The weak turnout is encouraging, but I won’t be happy until Marge is hit with charges of her own to match Trump’s 34 felonies.

Marge got big MAGA mad after New Yorkers wouldn’t let her banshee screeches be heard.

As someone who’s gotten under Marge’s recently made-over skin (just ask her Comms Director, Nick Dyer), watching her fail on Tuesday was just extra schadenfreude for my coffee.

But it was made even tastier knowing that she had it all filmed by her most recent betaboy acquisition, Brian Glenn from an online propaganda something called RSBN.

As I write this, Trump is preparing to surrender to the Manhattan DA.

His tiny hands will be fingerprinted and we’ll get a mugshot/evergreen campaign merchandising opportunity for the Democrats.

Marge will be going down for everything she’s done and she knows it, and no amount of tweeting will save her now.

Tara Dublin

Tara Dublin is a woefully unrepresented writer who thinks more people would read her cool rock & roll love story inspired by Dave Grohl than any ghostwritten GOP crapbook, agents & publishers. Follow Tara on Twitter @taradublinrocks