The West Wing Court of Trump II, the digital Caligula, has been described as stream of savage whims, intermingled with small merchandise awards to those in favor. Those allowed inside show up early and wait for their opportunity to please the Emperor. Others are summoned based on Trump II's mood.
Members of the Court know to offer lavish compliments, never bring more than one or two pages with large bullet points, accept their dressing downs as just punishment and if lucky, be the recipient of White House merch purchased from the Trump Organization. A golf invite warrants silence regarding Pele Trump's penchant for kicking his ball into the fairway and yours into the woods. First rule of Trump golf? Donald always wins.
I worked at a 725 bed hospital was under a Trump precursor. The CEO won the annual golf tournament year after year. He was a mad cheater. The executive floor had a Susie Wilder who managed the flow of supplicants as best she could. The line often cleared out after a wayward supplicant had his ass handed back to him. Young women, even professional ones, were at risk for a breast or pussy grab. Trump II has a long history of such behavior.
Mardi Gras celebrants expose their breasts for colored beads. What might a White House intern do for some "Daddy" merch?
