This morning I googled Trump Store.
Amidst the assorted Trump themed merchandise, I found a link where I could find one near me.
There are two in New Jersey, the next state over. There are none in the Monongahela Valley, where I live. This is not surprising. This part of Pennsylvania is very strongly Democratic. Local elections tend to be settled in the Democratic primaries.
(There are several in Gatlinburg, Tennessee and nearby Pigeon Forge. Both towns are just outside the Smoky Mountains National Park. Both towns are tacky tourist traps, filled with cheesy souvenir shops.)
Trump merchandise features lots of prints of his mugshot. The picture does make him look like a gangster. Some people like gangsters, I know that. I just don’t understand it.
There are hats, of course. They retail for more than thirty dollars. There are tee shirts. There are posters. Everything is priced higher than it would be if you were buying it at Target or WalMart, because that’s how it is.
One wonders how much money the proprietors of these emporiums are making. How much they expect to make. How much they will make.
Doing business with Donald Trump is a little like doing business with Satan. You’re likely to wind up getting shafted.
People who have tried to order the new Trump Sneakers have discovered that they are not yet in stock, and the company is not sure when their order will be delivered.
People who think they’re going to make money from their Trump store are likely to be disappointed.
Among the Trump store merchandise was a “Trump banner” offered by Temu, one of those companies that advertise impossibly cheap merchandise on social media.
The same, I suspect could be said about Trump stores, except their merchandise is impossibly overpriced.