There isn’t a day that goes by when I’m not reminded of how sad and tragic and ridiculous this all is. Trump is a caricature of malignancy and rage and incompetence. Musk is, hopefully, wondering what he was thinking when he sank all those millions into the campaign—there has to be some sort of upside to all that influence peddling, right?
Maybe Rubio and a few members in Congress are wondering how long they’ll be able to keep up the façade of supporting Trump and this reckless march to the sea, this abandonment of reason in the name of “efficiency” and in search of “waste, fraud, and abuse.”
They’ve depended on a head start and enough Americans keeping their heads in the sand. But have they anticipated the eventual awakening, the realization among the general populous that there never has been a MAGA mandate, and their whole plan is a piece of shit?
A sham. The pipedream of angry misfits and selfish outliers who are the antithesis of patriotic.
Waste, fraud, and abuse? They need look no further than themselves.