It has become the disappearing presidency.
He went from peddling the “audacity of hope” to sheer hopelessness. From promising change to — literally — begging for change. Any spare change.
“Hi,” it begins, as if we are friends. Which is really kind of creepy. And sad. We certainly are not.
“Yep, me again,” she goes on, trying to make light of the fact that she has clearly become a pest.
“Surprise: I’m here to ask you for money.” Really, that is what she actually wrote. Beyond depressing. Sad, pathetic, and she knows it. And she even knows that she better beat people to the punch by going ahead and broadcasting what a broke and pathetic stalker she sounds like.
Goes on to explain that July 31 would be the next big fundraising deadline.
“To be frank, we’ve gotten our behinds handed to us,” she says of the past two deadlines. She asks for $3.
It might be “crass,” she pretends to worry, but says the campaign is desperate for money — “a whole lot of it.”