It’s not uncommon for a voter to express homage to his political hero by donning a tie. I’ve seen more than one MAGA cultist wearing a Trump tie, and I don’t mean a Trump brand tie but a wacky tie featuring Trump’s unique visage.

There’s always that one zealot who takes things to an extreme to demonstrate his fealty to his favorite politician, witness Roger Stone who has a huge tattoo of Richard Nixon on his back.

Somewhere in the middle is Louisiana Lt. Gov. Billy Nungesser who wore socks depicting the face of Trump. In an exhibition of abject humiliation Nungesser even hiked his trouser leg so that Trump could take a good look at them.

I would be too embarrassed to wear a Trump pin on my suit or have a Trump bumper sticker on my car. I wouldn’t want my friends to lose all respect for me knowing that I support a racist ignorant buffoon.

The only Trump-themed article of clothing I might wear is a pair of Trump drawers. I wouldn’t change them for a week figuring that a feces encrusted and urine-stained underwear is the perfect tribute for the stable genius.