Donald Trump, a Tremendous Loser, Has No Famous Friends, Sad!

>Donald Trump has hung his entire career on his celebrity, and only his celebrity. After all, he has the business acumen of a ripe mango, the looks of moldy mango, and the charm of a mango after it's been eaten, shit out, and left in a dumpster for seven months. The only thing he's had going for him is that he lives the life of a rich and famous person, thanks in large part to years of tax-dodging and a hefty inheritance from his father. For decades, his lifestyle spent hobnobbing with A-listers has been his sole social currency and public persona—a clownish caricature of a comically lavish mogul. He would gleefully post a photo on Instagram of himself popping his lil baby carrot thumbs up, posing beside any celebrity that would come within 500 yards of him, from Patriots quarterback Tom Brady to Tiger Woods. He bought a beauty pageant just so he could have his name attached to attractive women. He even hosted a TV show with the word right in the title—The Celebrity Apprentice, a reality circle jerk that featured celebrities competing for Big Donny's approval, insomuch as Bret Michaels and Steven Baldwin can be considered celebrities.

>But over the last few years, the glitterati which once paid lip service to The Donald as a pop culture fixture has turned its back on him.

>As his very humiliating fall from Hollywood grace became increasingly public, with celebrities openly bashing him in interviews, on social media, or to anyone who would listen, Trump began to cling to a new friend: the average American. Yessir, even though he lives in a golden tower in the sky with his name embossed on it, he wasn't interested in celebrities anymore, he was now a regular KFC-eating Joe Schmo, a newfound man of the finger-lickin' people. But because his public id spewings render him so glaringly transparent, it was easy to see that, inside, he was hurting.

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>implying that is not why he is a billionaire

>After Beyoncé and husband Jay Z endorsed his opponent Hillary Clinton at one of her events right before November's election, Trump lamented to his minions over and over at his rallies. In Nevada, a state he took pride in mispronouncing the name of, he called Clinton's use of celeb power "a form of cheating." The crowd, acting as a room of his psychiatrists, lapped it up and their applause gave him the consoling his frail little ego so blatantly needed. In North Carolina, he claimed to draw bigger crowds than Beyoncé's concerts. (He doesn't.) "You know what? I don't need Beyoncé and I don't need Jay Z," the man-baby whimpered to a cheering Colorado audience who didn't realise he would gleefully piss on every one of their faces if he believed it would briefly make Billy Bush smile. "I don't need J. Lo and I don't need Jon Bon Jovi," he continued, noting that he still likes them, though, in case you'd forgotten that he knows many famous people. "They're all nice."

>And to his credit, he was right. He didn't need them. He was able to swindle enough blue collared 'Mericuns to ride their naivety straight to the White House. He successfully swapped his star power for his "Movement," the name he's bestowed upon his loyal army of red hat-wearing mouthbreathers, united in their blind anger and deep seated prejudices. Maybe, he hoped, 60 million nobodies were equal to one somebody!

>But now Donald Trump has a problem: He needs celebrities once again. Bigly.

>wanting modern celebrities as your friends

>Vice owned by Clinton supporter Bob Iger of Disney
>Vice lashes out at Trump after his victory
>"You don't have any famous friends (that are all on our payroll) haha what a loser!"

I want Bob Iger to kill himself in the most grisly way imaginable

what a cunt

>Historically, the Presidential inauguration has offered a chance for the incoming President to rub elbows with A-listers, who in turn get the prestigious honour of performing for the leader of the free world. It's a time-honoured tradition. Frank Sinatra hosted a hell of a pre-inaugural ball for John F. Kennedy in '61. Michael Jackson, Elton John, and Barbra Streisand turned out for Bill Clinton in '93, with a performance from Fleetwood Mac. Even Ricky Martin, Jessica Simpson, and Destiny's Child performed for George W. Bush in 2001, with Beyoncé hyping up the crowd by saying, "I wanna hear you say Bush!" But in his greatest hour of need, Trump's cherished celeb pals are nowhere to be found.

>Mere days away from his inauguration, he and his team are comically scrambling to get someone—anyone—to appear at this thing, and implicitly endorse the incoming Fuchsia Fuhrer. When Trump's senior adviser Kellyanne Conway was asked on Fox & Friends if it was true that she was trying to land megastars Justin Timberlake and Bruno Mars, she winked at the camera and said, "They can call me!" But they didn't. The phone didn't seem to ring at all at Trump headquarters. In fact, artists went out of their way to deny any role in performing, even in the hypothetical. Elton John, Garth Brooks, the Chainsmokers, John Legend, Andrea Bocelli, Adam Lambert, and more took a hard pass. Members of the Rockettes expressed their displeasure in being asked to perform.

>Even dead celebs are distancing themselves from Trump post-mortem, with Nancy Sinatra proclaiming on Twitter that, were he alive today, her father wouldn't perform and support Trump's bigotry.

>The manager of the Dixie Chicks summed it up best when asked about the stakes of signing on to play the devil's song: "If anyone does do it, I hope that the check that they get is in the nine figures. Because it's probably the last check they're ever going to get… No one is prepared to normalize what is going on in the country

>No famous friends

>The Trump camp, so thirsty for a big name, reportedly offered ambassadorship to talent bookers in exchange for participation. But even then, no one bit. There wasn't a Backstreet Boy, Hanson brother, or New Kid on any Block desperate enough to take the bait. So his team went celebrity dumpster diving, but the only act they could drudge up at the bottom of the barrel for this star-dudded event was Jackie Evancho, a 16-year-old former America's Got Talent contestant who also lost the popular vote (but beat out a black light-themed performance troupe!). Trump even bragged that this announcement "skyrocketed" her album sales. (It didn't.) Also signed on for the pre-inaugural Great America Alliance Inaugural Gala (real name) are Cowboy Troy [file not found] and bro country duo Big & Rich, whose selection was likely due to their name giving Trump a tingle in his wrinkly scrotum. As parade filler, there will be a slew of military groups, high school marching bands, and other various Americana representation that would perpetuate the illusion that Trump is blue collar enough to have ever used a public toilet.

>It's a veritable lineup of all-american rejects, not to be confused with The All-American Rejects, who people might actually recognize.

>Trump doubled down on the man-of-the-people lie he tells himself these days via Twitter: "The so-called 'A' list celebrities are all wanting tixs to the inauguration, but look what they did for Hillary, NOTHING. I want the PEOPLE!" he tweeted to his 19 million Pepes. Hopefully, the PEOPLE are entertained by MEDIOCRITY. It's a pathetic whimper from a crushed spirit—a boy whose birthday party no one showed up to so he claimed they weren't invited anyway. (Side note: "tix" is the internet plural of "tickets," not "tixs.")

>wanting famous friends

they'll all turn they back on you if their career was threatened anyway

>H-he is not famous anymore! Stop paying attention to him