In the ever-entertaining circus of American politics, where the clowns are in charge and the elephants never forget to trample over common sense, we now have the curious case of Natalie Harp. This 33-year-old aide to President-elect Donald Trump has earned the nickname ‘the human printer.’ Why? Because she follows Trump around with a portable printer, churning out hard copies of online praise faster than a teenager prints concert tickets.
Harp’s journey into Trump’s inner circle began in 2019 when she appeared on Fox News, crediting him with saving her life through the right-to-try law. This law, by the way, is like giving someone a parachute made of tissue paper—sure, it’s something, but don’t expect it to actually work. Nonetheless, her public gratitude earned her a spot as an anchor on One America News Network, the channel that makes Fox News look like PBS.
Fast forward to 2022, and Harp is now a permanent fixture by Trump’s side, feeding him a steady diet of unvetted, overwhelmingly flattering news. Her go-to source? The Gateway Pundit, a website so deep in conspiracy theories that it makes the X-Files look like a documentary. It’s like getting your daily news from the guy on the corner with a tinfoil hat and a ‘The End is Near’ sign.
But Harp’s devotion doesn’t stop at printing out praise. She’s also taken to writing Trump adoring letters, expressing sentiments like ‘You are all that matters to me’ and ‘I don’t ever want to let you down.’ Because nothing says professional workplace relationship like channeling your inner Jane Austen.
Now, some might say this level of devotion is admirable. I say it’s like watching a train wreck in slow motion—you can’t look away, but you know it’s not going to end well. When your job description includes jogging behind a golf cart to keep your boss updated on positive news, it’s time to reevaluate your life choices.
And let’s not forget the impact this has on the rest of us. With Harp feeding Trump a constant stream of unfiltered praise and conspiracy theories, it’s no wonder his social media posts read like the ramblings of a madman. It’s like giving a sugar-addicted toddler a lifetime supply of candy and then wondering why they’re bouncing off the walls.
In the end, this isn’t just about one aide’s over-the-top devotion. It’s about the dangerous echo chamber that’s been created, where reality takes a backseat to whatever makes the boss feel good. And when that boss is the President-elect of the United States, that’s not just concerning—it’s downright terrifying.
