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Bruce’s Most Daring Stunt Yet: A Bernie Sanders Shirt at a MAGA Rally

  • Writer: RunDown Ron
    RunDown Ron
  • Feb 6
  • 3 min read

In his never-ending quest to bring awareness to society’s greatest injustices, Bruce the scraggly blue cat has once again set his sights on the impossible. This time, he’s taking on the real danger—the untamed, often unpredictable wilds of a MAGA rally, armed with nothing but his signature fearless attitude and, of course, a bright red Bernie Sanders T-shirt stretched proudly across his scruffy fur.

The mission? To draw attention to the starving children of America, a crisis MAGA supporters love to ignore while ironically demanding their tax dollars go toward purchasing yet another gold-plated yacht for their favorite billionaire. Bruce, however, has devised the perfect method to make them care: pure, unfiltered provocation.

The Walk of Doom

On Saturday afternoon, Bruce strutted straight into the heart of a massive MAGA gathering outside a Walmart Supercenter in Alabama—ground zero for “Let’s Go Brandon” merch, people still confused about how gas prices work, and folks who sincerely believe a red hat gives them economic superpowers.

The second Bruce entered the crowd, all conversation screeched to a halt as the sea of bedazzled American flag tank tops and “All Lives Matter” bumper stickers took in the unthinkable sight before them.

A blue cat. Wearing a Bernie Sanders T-shirt. Walking defiantly into their sacred event,

Bruce could practically hear the beer cans crushing under their clenched fists.

“Someone get a gun!” shouted one enraged rally-goer, his beer belly jiggling as he reached for a holster that was, of course, completely empty because he left his weapon in the F-150.

“What in the name of Donald J. Christ is THAT?!” screeched a woman in a bedazzled “Trump Won” onesie.

A confused elderly man scratched his head and squinted at Bruce. “I dunno what’s goin’ on here, but that cat’s got the DEVIL in ‘im!”


The Debate Begins

As expected, Bruce was immediately surrounded by a mob of red-faced, overly-sunburnt men screaming about communism, socialism, and whatever other -isms they could remember from a Fox News segment. One man, shaking with rage, pointed a ketchup-covered finger at Bruce’s shirt.

“B-B-BERNIE?! That no-good, COMMIE, welfare-loving, free healthcare pushin’

Bruce, remaining completely calm, licked his paw and cleared his throat.

“I’m here to talk about starving children in America.”

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

“THEY AIN’T STARVIN’ IF THEY GOT WELFARE!” yelled a man whose entire diet consisted of Mountain Dew and cheese sticks.

Bruce blinked. “Sir, do you know how many kids go to bed hungry every night in this country?”

“Look, if them kids are hungry, they oughta just...."uh” the man stammered, looking desperately around for an excuse. “GET A JOB.”

Bruce cocked an eyebrow. “Sir. They’re children.”

The man’s face twisted in confusion, as if experiencing a brand new concept for the very first time.

“I...uh..."wait.”.... “Lemme ask Facebook what I think.”


The Escape Plan

Just when it looked like things were about to turn ugly, Bruce activated his emergency exit strategy, a sudden and unexpected shout of “FREE BIDEN T-SHIRTS OVER HERE!”

The entire MAGA crowd immediately lost interest in Bruce and turned in a rabid stampede toward the imaginary giveaway.

Bruce narrowly escaped, his Bernie shirt miraculously untorn, though a single MAGA supporter did manage to throw an expired can of beans in his direction. He caught it mid-air, intending to donate it to an actual starving child.

As he walked off into the sunset, Bruce muttered under his breath:

“Well, at least I got them to think about it for three whole seconds.”

Mission accomplished.

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