AJ Delgado Needs Your Gofundme Cash, But Not Like A Welfare Queen, THIS IS DIFFERENT

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AJ Delgado, she's this chick. Used to work saying nice things about Trump, had a baby with a married dude on the Trump campaign (whose own wife was already knocked up when he knocked up Delgado), has been dealing with his shit for a year now, got fired from her superpac job because reasons, probably supersexist ones we are just guessing.

https: //wonkette.substack.com/p/mommy-how-are-icky-trump-surrogates-adultery-love-babies-made

So they are both terrible, obviously, but Jason Miller, the easter-egg-faced man who didn't get to be Trump's communications director because DONALD TRUMP HATES EXTRAMARITALIZING WHEN YOUR WIFE IS BLESSEDLY CARRYING YOUR EXCELLENT GENES INTO POSTERITY, is maybe worse.

Here is some grossness from the Daily Mail -- trigger warning for sleaze, and also "Daily Mail" -- about Miller's increasingly nasty custody battle with Delgado, which you can peruse at your leisure, obviously we don't care. No, what we do care about is this:

The Internet wasted no time in coming up with AJ Delgado's greatest hits on welfare queens, takers and freeloaders:

 From National Review, in an article, somewhat ironically, on why she does not choose to have children and conservatives should stop telling her to get her babymaker going:

Having children isn’t an achievement. The entire animal kingdom does it. The “welfare queen” down the block has done it six times with another on the way. Having a child is not an achievement; raising a child well is. We should encourage and applaud the latter, not the former.

From her own Twitter:

So very, VERY many more where those came from! But AJ Delgado does not see the beam in her own eye when nasty liberals tell her she's a goddamned hypocrite and they're currently burning money in her honor rather than giving a damn dime to her Gofundme:

Ah, there's the rigorous conservative mindset we know and love.

Now that we all agree AJ Delgado can fuck right off into the night, where hopefully she doesn't accidentally fall on another married man's sperms, you didn't think you were getting off without a WONKETTE MONEY BEG POST, did you? Have you even met us before??? You can't be that dumb! You're so bright and your hair is so shiny!

Well here we are. While AJ Delgado is asking for your welfare whore diamonds, WE are asking you to help a sister (and two staffers, two part-timers, and a whole host of new freelance writers!) out, and in exchange you ACTUALLY GET SOMETHING! You get words and dick jokes and MAD RANTS and a push notification every time Michael Cohen falls in his own asshole. (You do not actually get push notifications. Somebody pls make us an app.)

We are consistently working 10 to 12 hours a day (each, per day, not total, per week, like some podcast-famous fortunate sons) to keep up with these evil fuckers, their evil fuckery, and sometimes a Maxine Waters video to bring all your and our spirits up. And bring them up WE DO! We know this because literally five times a day someone writes to us and says "thank you for making me not kill myself." So ... honeys, you are welcome!

But so far this year, we are ... pulls out excel spreadsheet and abacus ... TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS IN THE HOLE, all of which goes on mama's credit cards, and this month we're pulling even further behind!

Please, if you are able and you haven't already, join the roughly 4,000 people a month who give Wonkette a buck or a hundred. That's about one percent of our recent readership (down from about one million since the Facebook algorithm change, but that just means the casual one night stands left in the night and you all are the devoted lovers who came over an average of three times a month and spent seven and a half minutes each time in this analogy that so quickly got so tortured like Gina Haspel wrote it).

I no longer have any idea what I was talking about, please send money for credit cards and also forget-me-nows, can you imagine if TEN THOUSAND of you joined up, because I can, I imagine it feels like springtime and smells like a fresh glass of Bulleit. 

And now it is your OPEN THREAD.