Reality Show Star revealed to be a total fraud!

I am totally disillusioned. I can't believe that I put my faith in this reality star. That I could let myself be fooled by a flim flam artist. Many people warned me that it was just an act. An attempt to get attention and make money. That I should scorn the reality show values and circus like atmosphere that was so inimical to our society. I have lost friends because of my support of this phenomena. People who once bosom buddies have become bitter critics and perhaps even enemies.

Today it was revealed that it was all a fraud. That I was hoodwinked. Fooled. Flim Flammed. I am devastated.

Get used to it. A Reality Show Star will be our Next President!

New York Post May 7, 2016 by Dan Shuster

Six years ago, on “The Real Housewives of New York City,” we watched Bethenny Frankel’s relationship blossom with the tall, handsome Jason Hoppy, a sales rep she had met at a nightclub in NYC.

Compared to the wild “Housewives,” Hoppy was the epitome of normal — a straight-shooter from a humble family in Pennsylvania. He was Frankel’s anchor.

And the relationship was TV gold. Bravo gave them their own spinoff, “Bethenny Getting Married?” — subsequently named “Bethenny Ever After” — where we watched, over the course of three seasons, the loving (and pregnant) couple marry at the lavish Four Seasons restaurant, get rich, joke, and eventually bicker.

Ever since rejoining the cast of “RHONY” in 2015 after a three-year hiatus, Frankel has been documenting her bitter split with her money-grubbing ex, who no longer appears on the show. She has griped about his refusal to vacate the $5 million Tribeca condo she purchased in 2011, cried about the nearly $12,000-a-month in spousal support she was forced to pay, and told Andy Cohen during last season’s reunion episode that she felt mentally tortured by the ongoing, “excruciating” divorce.

In a matter of years, Hoppy has gone from unknown to social pariah — and he’s got Bravo to thank.

Melania Trump's Diary

Well what a whirlwind couple of weeks we have had here in the Trump campaign. Thank God we are home in New York and away from the horrid Wisconsin. The only thing worse than the food there were the people. Cheesy. In every sense of the word. Thank the Good Lord that we are home in Trump Tower. You don’t realize how much you miss a gold toilet seat until you haven’t pissed in one in weeks.

Anyway we are back in New York and regrouping. We are going to destroy Teddy in New York and most of the Northeast. I mean Teddy doesn't have a chance. Ever since he started spouting that “New York Values” tripe to impress the rubes and hayseeds out there in flyover country. Little does he know we have the little people? Not just the midgets. We have all the reality show people.  The people on the reality shows. The people who watch the reality shows.  The people who want to be the people on the shows that people watch on the shows. You know. Everybody. Except the Fancy People.

I am not a Racist, Sexist, Fascist or Madman....I didn't even play one on TV!

Every nincompoop commenter and douchnozzle pundit will  repeatedly slam Donald Trump for being a Reality Show star. They drip contempt from their condescending smug mugs while they promote fey Rent Boys and Frankenstein Monsters who never met a villager he couldn't alienate.

They don't realize something. Being a Reality Show star is his secret weapon.

You see he has been in every regular American's home for the past decade. Not George Will's house where they don't own a TV. Not Jonah Goldberg's house because he only watches the Food Channel. Not Anderson Cooper who is in a hot tub with Marco Rubio and Titus. The elites and the political class have no idea of what normal regular average unwashed Americans watch. For ten years.

Melania Trump's Diary

Melania Trump’s Diary

February 21, 2016

So we have won in South Carolina. I love South Carolina. All the nice white people with their moon pies and snakes and moonshine. They remind me of the people back home in Slovenia. Good hard working people who work the land, drink to excess and have sex with their cousins. My kind of people.

Donald was so happy and pleased that he even raised a chubby without me having to munch on Little Donald all night.  It was wonderful. But then seeing Jeb Bush humiliated always makes him hard.

Thank God for Laura Bush. She called me up at the beginning of the campaign. She said she knew I would be the next First Lady and she has important stuff to tell me once Donald wins. She hates Jebbie with a passion so she fed us inside information all campaign long. We didn’t even have to use most of it.

"The Meeting of the Failed Reality Stars Justice League is called to Order!"

“I would like to call this meeting of the Failed Reality Stars Justice League to Order! Snookie stop blowing the Duck Dynasty Guy and sit down. Brandy Glanville pull your dress down nobody wants to see your tampon string you nasty piece of work. Somebody put the midgets on the milk crate so they can see over the table. All right. Settle down. Let me turn to our recording Secretary Sharon Osborne to go over the minutes of the meeting.”

“Thank you Trooper. Old Business. We have agreed to expel all contestants from “The Amazing Race” because we want to be politically correct and we don’t want to play the race card.”

“I don’t think that is what the race card is” said Jwow. “I think the race card is what you pull when you want to get a job that you are not qualified so they give it to you so you won’t sue them or something. You know like how Obama got elected.”

“Shut up you bimbo. It is if I say it is. If you don’t shut up I will have Ozzie start singing. Or better yet start talking. Now as to new business. What are you all doing to get one of our most famous members Donald Trump elected President?”

“I thought I had the most famous member” said Caitlyn Jenner.

“Not until you cut if off you freaking weirdo. Anybody else?”