2024 Election

As Trump Brags That ‘Nobody Leaves Early’ From His Rallies, MAGA Man Right Behind Him Leaves

You couldn't script it better than this.

We’ve been talking about Trump rallygoers getting bored and tired and just leaving his rallies ever since Kamala Harris brought it up during the debate in September.

The truth hurt Donald so bad that he himself wouldn’t stop talking about it, and he outright refused to ever debate her again. Maybe he was afraid she’d say something else true about his campaign.

How true? Well, as true as it gets, as the video of his latest rally proves.

He was right in the middle of repeating the one story he goes back to every time he talks about it. He always says, “Nobody leaves early, if I saw them leaving early, you know what I would say? ‘And ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much and make America great again,’ and I’d leave.”

Trump got the chance to do exactly that right at that precise moment, as a man wearing a Trump mugshot t-shirt (and inexplicably holding his sign upside-down) jostled his way through the crowd down to his right to get out of the rally.

That’s more ironic than the image of him climbing into a garbage truck, where he belongs.

It’s easy to see why Trump trotted out the old canard. His attendance records were absolutely crushed by the number of people who gathered to hear Kamala Harris’s “closing argument” speech to America at the Ellipse in Washington, DC on Tuesday. More than 75,000 people were there — a number that dwarfs even the crowd that Trump spoke to on January 6, 2021.

That crowd must have made him feel tiny, especially when it followed a crowd of a similar size in Houston for Kamala just a few days before, when she was joined by Willie Nelson and Beyoncé.

Seriously, though. This would almost seem scripted, but Trump would never allow a script like this at one of his rallies. The comedic timing of the young man (so, bored, not tired) skedaddling out of the rally at that exact time was just too perfect for words.

Okay, maybe these words will do:

“Peace, I’m out!”

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Andrew is a dark blue speck in deep red Central Washington, writing with the conviction of 18 years at the keyboard and too much politics to even stand. When not furiously stabbing the keys on breaking news stories, he writes poetry, prose, essays, haiku, lectures, stories for grief therapy, wedding ceremonies, detailed instructions on making doughnuts from canned biscuit dough (more sugar than cinnamon — duh), and equations to determine the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow. A girlfriend, a dog, two cats, and two birds round out the equation, and in his spare time, Drewbear likes to imagine what it must be like to have spare time.

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