The high-water mark of the resistance against the legitimately elected President of the United States may have been reached and now the tide is pulling out and pulling out quickly.
The sheer intensity of the left’s collective temper tantrum after Hillary lost the election has truly been something to behold but at some point, it was bound to burn itself out simply because maintaining such outrage indefinitely just isn’t possible nor is it healthy.
People get burned out, bored and discouraged and let’s face it – all of the celebrity crybabies and late-night talk show hosts who need their mouths washed out with a cake of lye soap are becoming parodies of themselves.
One of the most deserving charlatans to take a hit is the obese hypocrite Michael Moore who has managed to bilk his followers out of their money by making propaganda films and railing against the very capitalist system that has made him a multi-millionaire with more houses than Carter has liver pills.
The traveling snake oil salesman’s latest gimmick, a one-man Broadway show is now officially a bomb and the biggest disaster that a gas-filled blimp has encountered on American soil since the Hindenburg disaster.
— Mediaite (@Mediaite) September 11, 2017
Via Mediaite “It’s Official: Broadway Hates Michael Moore”:
No, Moore’s awful day was really destroyed when he saw the weekly grosses for his one-man Broadway show and realized how thoroughly he has been rejected by the New York theatre audience.
This week’s figures won’t be made public for another couple days… but we hear it’s pretty ugly.
According to Broadway World’s reporting of the weekly gross receipts for the run of the limited engagement production,”The Terms of My Surrender” is in a downward spiral with numbers consistently at less than half of the show’s potential.
People in the Broadway industry are taking note of the paltry sales and whispers are already circulating that the numbers for the week ending September 10th will put the show in the sub-$275,000 range which is… really, really bad.
With the cost of theatre rent, advertising, salaries and fees, the show is losing money, Bigly.
It’s pretty clear: Broadway (like much of America) hates Michael Moore.
Even though “The Terms of My Surrender” may be a bust, it won’t cost the bloated bastard even one of his followers.
It’s a hard-core group of haters who have become so brainwashed that in the personal opinion of this humble author, at least half of them would eat a bowl of fresh dogshit with candy sprinkles on it if Moore told him so. And I am being conservative with my estimate.
The biggest problem with all of this sound and fury directed at Trump is that in order to keep their audience, the peddlers of the outrage must produce an even more potent distillation of their product to keep them hooked and coming back for more. They are like heroin addicts and Moore and his ilk serve dope pushers.
Moore is a heckuva spinmeister though and even if his Broadway show has bombed, he will find a way to make money off of it, perhaps a Blu-ray boxed set for the meager price of $79.99 and he can even include a lice-infested baseball cap as a bonus.