Is it that time already. Just in case the “hush money” trial doesn’t do the trick, the Democrats are pulling out “new” rumors that Donald Trump used the “N” word on the set of The Apprentice. Those of us who have an attention span longer than a minute have heard this one before, but the sheeple will lap it up.

It was sheer damn laziness. Husband was power washing the driveway and Duffy was barking. The remote was on the other side of the room. I was trying to be Zen and tune it all out. Then, I heard Marie Barf Harf say something about Trump using the “N” word on Fox News Channel. Not this again. If I wasn’t so lazy, I wouldn’t have heard it. I heard it, so I looked it up. Sure enough. There is an article in The Independent:

Aformer producer on The Apprentice claims that former President Donald Trump used a racial slur during a recorded discussion about a Black contestant potentially winning the show’s first season.

Bill Pruitt was one of four producers during the first two seasons of the NBC reality TV show. Writing for Slate, he says the non-disclosure agreement he signed at the time expired this year, allowing him to speak out at long last.

“By carefully misleading viewers about Trump—his wealth, his stature, his character, and his intent—the competition reality show set about an American fraud that would balloon beyond its creators’ wildest imaginations,” he writes.

Oh my dog, The Apprentice was a fun/funny concept. It was not instructional television. Here is the Bill Pruitt article from Slate where he talks about Bill Rancic and Kwame Jackson from the first season and Trump’s use of the “N” word. This was published this morning:

“Why didn’t he just fire her?” Trump asks, referring to Omarosa. It’s a reasonable question. Given that this the first time we’ve ever been in this situation, none of this is something we expected.

“That’s not his job,” Bienstock says to Trump. “That’s yours.” Trump’s head continues to bob.

“I don’t think he knew he had the ability to do that,” Kepcher says. Trump winces again.

“Yeah,” he says to no one in particular, “but, I mean, would America buy a n— winning?”

Kepcher’s pale skin goes bright red. I turn my gaze toward Trump. He continues to wince. He is serious, and he is adamant about not hiring Jackson.

Bienstock does a half cough, half laugh, and swiftly changes the topic or throws to Ross for his assessment. What happens next I don’t entirely recall. I am still processing what I have just heard. We all are. Only Bienstock knows well enough to keep the train moving. None of us thinks to walk out the door and never return. I still wish I had. (Bienstock and Kepcher didn’t respond to requests for comment.)

You can read the full Slate article by Bill Pruitt here, but it actually makes Pruitt sound small and petty. It makes him sound like a man who would do anything for filthy lucre:

During a tour of the set, I have my first encounter with Trump. I leave the suite and enter the gear room, the only vacant retail space that will remain unfinished. It is filled with equipment and crew members milling about. In walks a trio of men. In the middle is Trump, in a navy blue suit and scarlet tie. He’s surprisingly tall, and not just because of the hair. He is flanked by two even taller men. Bienstock makes introductions, and I watch as Trump shakes hands with everyone. I’d been told he would never do this, something about fearing unwanted germs. When it is my turn, I decide on the convivial two-hander and place my right hand into his and my left onto his wrist as we shake. His eye contact is limited but thorough. He is sizing me up. He looks like a wolf about to rip my throat out before turning away, offering me my first glimpse at the superstructure—his hairstyle—buttressed atop his head with what must be gallons of Aqua Net.

I watch as Trump saunters around the room, snatches up a fistful of M&Ms from the craft service table set aside for the crew, and shoves them into his mouth. Then he is gone, ushered away toward some important meeting he must attend, as if to say, to one and all present, This is unimportant.

Nooooo, Trump took M&M’s from Craft Services. Speaking of us being shills, they sold this story in 2016.

Oh look. Here’s the exact same story from SLATE in 2016 citing the exact same people It was their October surprise back then. https://t.co/NM4rnEqK8C pic.twitter.com/OYVzQxCvqo

— Rosie Memos (@almostjingo) May 30, 2024

And Omarosa said there were tapes, but she NEVER heard them:

The Democrat Media Industrial Complex will try to repackage and sell these stories over and over. That’s why they have so many Real Housewives spin offs. They will sell it over and over until it doesn’t sell. Be skeptical of all the Trump stories.

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