TO: Senator Rand Paul
FAX: 202‑228-6917
FROM: The People Who Know Exactly What That Golf Invite Was About
RE: Trump’s Follow-Up Tee Time Isn’t Subtle
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Senator Paul,
Let’s cut through it.
You were one of only two Republicans who voted against advancing the One Big Beautiful Bill — and you were right. You saw the $3.3 trillion debt spike. You saw the Medicaid gut job. You saw the betrayal baked into 940 pages of corporate tribute, and you said no.
So why is Donald Trump inviting you to play golf after that vote?
That wasn’t friendship. That was cleanup. You said no, and now he’s trying to fix it — the only way he knows how: ego flattery, camera clicks, and putting you between him and Lindsey Graham, who used to be John McCain’s shadow and now follows Trump like a stray dog with Stockholm Syndrome.
Trump hates McCain. Lindsey abandoned McCain. And now they’re swinging irons with you because your vote is still in play.
You think Trump respects independence? He just wants your vote in his pocket. He’s not calling you because he admires your courage. He’s calling because your courage inconvenienced him, and now he’s trying to buy it back with nine holes and a club sandwich.
Don’t give it to him.
You know how this works. How many “principled” senators have taken the heat off themselves with one no vote — only to quietly flip when it counted? They make noise early, then sell out late. History is full of them. You’ve called them out before.
Don’t become one of them.
You voted no on the motion to proceed. Great. But that wasn’t the battle. That was the warm-up. The final vote is coming. And you better believe Trump’s handlers are counting on you to fold.
We’re counting on you not to.
Don’t let them say Rand Paul was the first to speak out and the last to cave. Don’t let them tell the story of how one golf outing with two ghosts of dignity was all it took to crack your spine.
You already stood once. Stand again. Vote no. Loud. Final. Unmistakable.
Because Trump’s golf cart is already full of cowards. Don’t be the next one to climb in.
Sincetely,
Closer to the Edge
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