Now that Donald Trump has been certified at the 45th President of the United States, we figured the bitter tears of the vanquished Clinton supporters would subside a bit. Yet the fun still continues as the operator of some absurd ‘Pantsuit Nation’ Facebook page is looking to cash in before fading into obscurity. Other pantsuit aficionados aren’t too happy with such a betrayal.
We may run out of popcorn before Trump’s inauguration.
Members of an underground pro-Hillary Clinton Facebook group are livid after the operator announced she would be cashing in on the page with a book deal.
News that Pantsuit Nation founder Libby Chamberlain would be putting out a tome next May based on comments from the popular page — which has some 4 million members — prompted a flood of angry comments calling the Brooklin, Maine, woman a sellout.
Gee, a liberal Democrat selling out other liberal Democrats? Imagine that.
“Libby you should be ashamed. This is a disgusting betrayal of trust and using others’ stories to make money and gain fame,” wrote a Pantsuit Nation member named Jamie Bryant, who describes herself on Twitter as a “radical feminist bitch.”
Meow. Their true colors always show eventually. Anger and rage will always consume them. It’s wonderful, isn’t it?
The Pantsuit Nation Facebook page was started last October as a place where enthusiastic supporters of the Democratic presidential nominee could gather and talk about their favorite candidate.
The page grew by millions in just weeks, and by Election Day, Hillary-loving users posted pictures of themselves in pantsuits going to the polls, hopefully to elect the first female president.
Members were devastated when Clinton lost to GOP nominee Donald Trump and flocked to the page to commiserate.
Clinton herself even seemed to give a shoutout to the page during her concession speech, when she thanked “private Facebook sites” for supporting her campaign.
But when Chamberlain, a part-time school worker with two kids, announced Monday that she was doing the book — which she called “a permanent, beautiful, holdable, snuggle-in-bed-able, dogear-able, shareable, tearstainable book. Your voices. Your stories” — many users felt stabbed in the back.
Tearstainable? This is just too much.
“Libby, this is a betrayal of safe space,” group member Ellen Byrne wrote. “You can’t invite people to share intimate thoughts . . . then summarily, as an individual, change those terms. Something sacred has happened on this page and I don’t believe it belongs.”
Betrayal of a safe space. Just let those words roll around your tongue a few times while you attempt to control the spasms of uncontrollable laughter.