The Lunatics Have Escaped and Are Running the Asylum: Part 1:
Trump 2.0 The Circus Is Back and Fully Operational
When future historians—or alien anthropologists sifting through the rubble of Earth—write about the fall of democracy in America, they’ll probably pinpoint the moment the “Florida Man” archetype was handed nuclear codes.
Yes, I’m talking about Donald Trump: the human equivalent of a late-night infomercial gone catastrophically wrong. His return to the White House feels like the sequel nobody asked for, but everyone is forced to endure. Think Sharknado 7, but swap the CGI sharks for actual policy disasters.
The tragi-comedy is practically Shakespearean.
The country that once proudly marketed itself as the “shining city on a hill” now looks more like a demolition derby at a state fair. And leading this glorious descent into chaos? A man who declared, with a straight face, “Only I can fix it.” This, from someone whose “fixes” include four bankrupt c…