Hey, Peter Navarro here with the latest podcast and Substack.

Here we go.

Nicky Haley's last song, dance, and supper with the big donor devils.

The beauty of Nicky Haley's suicide run against Donald Trump is the ugliness it exposes in American big donor politics. That ugliness will be on full display this week in that bastion of flyover maggot country, Manhattan.

There the now sputtering Rockette Haley will try to sing and dance for what is shaping up to be her

last supper come to South Carolina primary.

This is what Republican presidential politics is groveled to.

A small handful of self-interested billionaires still think they can buy the Oval Office

and then use the last useful idiot standing in Donald Trump's way to make even more billions on the backs of blue collar and middle class America.

Never mind the first and second choices of these billionaires to take down the Trump King,

Rhonda Santos and Tim Scott, wound up like crash dummies in one of Tesla's

notorious pilot cars.

In the proverbial triumph of Hope over Trump's MAGA machine experience, these off-called big donors

still cling to the notion that Hail Mary Haley offers three times a charm.

Why did these brilliant big donors not see their money to salt on Trump as a fool's errand?

Over the last year, the more Democrat insurrectionists like Merrick Garland, Jack Smith,

Fanny Willis, and Alvin Bragg, had piled on Trump to subvert the 2024 presidential election, the more Trump has risen in the polls.

By irrefutable analogy, the more the big donors have tried to bury Trump under a mountain

of cash, the quicker Trump's MAGA base has jettisoned

any Trump alternatives dumb enough to take their arrogant cash.

That was the very first and ultimately fatal mistake of Ron

the Santis. At the high water mark of his popularity, De sanctimonious publicly

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