TRUMP’S “PUDDING FINGERS” ATTACK AD ON DESANTIS HAS MADE THEIR PERSONAL POLITICAL WAR NUCLEAR
I read political news every day, like a kid in a Scandinavian candy store. If you’ve ever had northern European candy, you already know what I’m talking about. If you don’t, some of their candy is all about the salt and anise. So let’s just say you keep eating it because its candy. But you are hard pressed to enjoy it. But this week, my political candy store is the grand score for saccharine sweet and I simply can’t get enough. Because Donald Trump has finally let loose the dogs of war with his first real attack ad on Florida governor Ron DeSantis. And “pudding fingers” is likely just the first of many falling pianos to land squarely on DeSantis’s political head.
PUDDING FINGERS LIKELY THE FIRST OF MANY TRUMP ATTACK ADS HITTING DESANTIS
Lots of people have been predicting this, with various degrees of unrequited schadenfreude. Because Donald Trump does what Donald Trump does, attacking his enemies with a special talent for the crudest of branding mud that sticks to the wall like a bad case of political herpes. And the pudding fingers ad has already changed everything, though DeSantis will likely be slow to understand this. The ad purports the imagery that the Florida governor ate chocolate pudding with three fingers on a private plane in 2019. Did it happen? Who knows or cares? Because it’s real now, a meme of shit eating imagery that will never go away.
YOU WON’T EVER BE ABLE TO FORGET WHAT YOU SEE IN THE PUDDING FINGERS ATTACK AD
“Ron DeSantis loves sticking his fingers where they don’t belong.” That’s one of the lines from the ad that will resonate the rest of DeSantis’s political career, whatever will be left of it, anyway. The metaphor is about protecting social programs like social security and Medicare from the grubby shit stained three fingers of the likes of Ron DeSantis. Ten years ago I would have been loath to appreciate anything like this in American politics. Now? Now I’m just glad to see the war officially begin between two dangerous cretins. May the pudding fingers and orange emperor get their fill of each other.