Trump would never dare to don royal robes or dress like Vegas Elvis, but we do know how he loves his gold. He won’t give up his trademark dark blue suit and red tie, even though in his mind he feels like he wears a 24 ct. gold suit. Instead, he’s tackified the Oval Office with gold plated glitz. Gotta love that cheesy gold. (I’ll keep my gold color on actual cheese.)
Is it possible that Trump will decide that to really be the Golden President he can’t just enrich the oligarchs with tax breaks, but has do much more? You know, those old fashioned and quaint ideas about the value of human life. Don’t bring up the hundreds of thousands of lives his decisions, from Covid to defunding USAID, have cost. Pesky details…
We just learned that Trump is sticking it to Putin and making sure Ukraine has the weapons they must have to hold their own against Russia. It all boils down to Trump’s psychology.
On MSNBC, when I wrote this, they were talking about Trump returning the middle finger that Putin gave to him with Russia’s most recent drone attacks against Ukraine. Putin said “fuck you, Trump” and apparently this was too much for our very own malignant narcissist.
We may not live to learn whether there was some real (not Comey fake news) “Russia, Russia, Russia,” effort to help Trump win his first election, or Putin blackmail, pee tapes or whatever, that Vlad was holding over Trump. Perhaps Trump just admired Putin as a fellow strongman. Maybe it was both.
Who the hell knows what is going on in Trump’s careening pinball mind as it bounces all over the place at any given moment in time?
Maybe Trump has decided that he really, really, really wants to stick it to all his critics and win the Nobel Peace Prize.
I’ll show you sickos with Trump derangement syndrome, I can’t be the nasty meany you say I am since I won the prize awarded to those who have "done the most or the best work for fraternity between nations, for the abolition or reduction of standing armies and for the holding and promotion of peace congresses.”
As I wrote this Trump was meeting with the leader of NATO for a dandy photo op, and was talking about how unhappy he was with Russia.
He repeatedly called the war “Biden’s war”and of course we’ve heard this song before, it would never have happened if he’d been president. He talked about how much he wanted to get out of the war to save all those lives.
Then he went on to brag about our great military and the great success of the bombing of Iran. Read his as his great success.
“We make the best equipment, the best missiles, the best of everything,” he says. Then in the same breath he announced that he is going to sell this equipment to NATO and they would provide it to Ukraine.
Best, best, best!
When Trump talks about “best” he is referring to himself as being the best, better than the best, the biggest baddest, bestest beautiful best. He is the greatest, foremost, preeminent, premier, supreme, superlative, unrivaled, second to none, without equal, nonpareil, unsurpassed, unsurpassable, peerless, matchless, unparalleled, unbeaten, unbeatable, unexcelled, optimum, optimal, ultimate, surpassing, incomparable, ideal, perfect best. (Thank you online thesaurus.)
He said he used to be the apple of Putin’s eye… give me a fucken break… who the Holy Hell talks like that about a ruthless dictator… but I digress, I had Trump on TV as I wrote this. He distracted me with his self-congratulatory bloviating as I typed this.
Sheeet, then he threw in the Golden Dome that he’s very excited about. More gold…
I was poleaxed… Trump seemed to be relishing taking the role of the compassionate peacekeeper who wants to save lives in Ukraine and, down the road, to helping rebuild their country. (Not for free… this will be a Trumpian version of The Marshall Plan which of course for the war torn country it won’t be a gift. Somehow you can rest assured that Trump won’t let the country be suckered in to actually giving billions to Ukraine so they can rebuild their infrastructure.1
He even threw in how he had a conversation with Melania about how awful things are in Ukraine because of Putin. Ah, the touching intimacy between husband and wife.
Could it be that Trump isn’t as turned on by cruelty as he was a few days ago? We know how he relishes inflicting pain on his enemies, from the people he is torturing in Alligator Alcatraz and everyone now living in fear of being sent there or to countries like South Sudan, to his critics at home. Hells bells, he even wants to revoke Rosie O’Donnell’s citizenship. She moved to Ireland to get away from MAGA,
There is a giant dung fly in the ointment of his quest to be the international statesman shoo-in for the Nobel Peace Prize.
Trump, referring to Putin, said the line of the day: “I don’t want to say he’s an assassin, but he’s a tough guy…” You can’t make this shit up.
Back to winning the Nobel, note the word I’ve highlighted below about sending weapons to NATO for Ukraine.
Ah, The Art of the Deal… never give anything away that you can sell.
Can anyone imagine FDR saying that Britain had to pay the United States to help them deter the Nazis? And, although his cousin Teddy won one, FDR didn’t.
Addendum:
The Nobel Peace Prize is one of the five Nobel Prizes established by the will of Swedish industrialist, inventor, and armaments manufacturer Alfred Nobel. The name Nobel was connected with explosives and with inventions useful to the art of making war, but certainly not with questions related to peace. (Reference: Alfred Nobel’s thoughts about war and peace)
Recent:
The Marshall Plan, officially known as the European Recovery Program, was a U.S. initiative enacted in 1948 to provide economic aid to Western Europe after World War II, aiming to rebuild war-torn economies and prevent the spread of communism. It allocated $13.3 billion to help restore infrastructure and promote political stability in the region.
