I don’t know what good it’ll do, as I suspect it’ll be immediately thrown into the hellmouth that Trump Tower sits on top of, but Arlo and I mailed a postcard to Donald Trump today as part of the Postcard Avalanche to Denounce Bannon. Here, in hopes that it may convince you to join us, is our contribution. I told Arlo that he could draw anything that he wanted, and he drew a monster. I then followed up by writing something like “Bannon’s worse” beneath it. I was tempted to say more, but, considering the attention span of our President-elect, I think we played it the right way. Anyway, I’ve got my fingers crossed that this postcard of ours is going to accomplish what all of the thoughtful editorials written over the past two weeks could not, and convince our President-elect to do the right thing and jettison Bannon, the man credited with giving the so-called “alt-right” it’s mainstream voice, from his cabinet.
Like I said, I’m doubtful it’ll change anything, but I figured I could invest the 34 cents for a stamp, and a few minutes with my son, on the off chance that somethingg positive might come of it. Personally, I think my time would be better spent trying to blackmail individual members of the Electoral College, but I suppose it’s possible that something positive might grow out of this postcard campaign… Who knows, Trump might wind up buried beneath a mountain of mail, like the judge in Miracle on 34th Street.
While you might be a little late for the official avalanche, as the organizers wanted all of the “Not Bannon” postcards in the mail by today, here’s Trump’s address, in case you’d like to send him a note about Steve Bannon, the white nationalist who he’s tapped to be his chief White House strategist, or anything else that strikes you.
Donald Trump
c/o The Trump Organization
725 Fifth Avenue
New York, NY 10022
And, yes, I did get two postcards. The second one is headed off to Obama. It’s also got a monster on it, but it’s a thank you letter… And, yes, Trump Tower really does sit on a hellmouth.
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I also had a vision of Trump being buried like in that scene from Miracle on 34th Street. That would be glorious. Highly unlikely, but quite lovely to imagine.
I’d rather see him buried beneath Christie and Pense mid lemon party. That would really get my patriotic juices flowing.
While I like the idea of him being buried beneath a mountain of letters, I’d rather that a house fall of him during the inauguration. #OZ
Against my better judgment, I just looked up “lemon party”. Thank you for teaching me something new, Mr. Galt.
I wish there way a way we could actually know how many arrived. Is there any way the post office could be required to provide (or even track) that info? Or maybe we can do another campaign and mail them all to get posted on a wall somewhere (if only there was a wall long enough…)
I believe he does. Sit on a hellmouth that is. Hopefully the cards to him escaped. At any rate, they live on, on the internet.
I think it’s important to spend time with our loved ones…
…as Armageddon approaches.
Cute postcards. But let’s abandon the term alt-right, which sounds like something you do to your keyboard, and let’s call them what they are…white supremacists…racists…anti-semites…