Clearly, the real reason is Trump wants some drug money for himself. Arrest and convict the kingpin, receive money, grant pardon and assign Maduro to lead the FBI.

Agree. But it’s also about how Maduro gets pardoned after his conviction. It’ll take billions but it’s not a foregone conclusion.

Don’t worry about poor Maduro. As soon as he’s convicted, Trump will pardon him for a small donation to his campaign fund. A billion or two should do it.

Will he paint arrows on the floor directing him to his gold toilet just in case?

Dear Congresswoman, in your correspondence, you state that you can be reached here on Bluesky as well as X. I strongly urge you to abandon X. It's a cesspool, and very few, if any of your constituents spend time on the site of Musk's mayhem.

packed full of skeletons. Many conservatives in America have turned their fear into a political identity. That change just proves how far they’ve drifted from anything resembling historical American values.

Trump is the perfect leader for a movement of chicken shit men and women who are terrified of their own shadows but need to cosplay as tough guys. These are the same people who scream about "groomers" while their own closets are

Real Americans innovate, think critically, and take responsibility for their choices, while these pretentious leaders performing for kudos sit around clutching their guns and Bibles, blaming immigrants and gay/transgendered people for their own failures.

And the kicker? The entire effort is anti-American to the core. This country was built on defiance, adaptation, and a willingness to challenge authority—not licking the boots of a wannabe strongman and crying about how unfair the world is.

world that no longer guarantees them the automatic power and status they think they deserve. That’s not strength—that’s a weak daddy complex in action.

They scream about strength but live in constant terror of change, of losing cultural dominance, of even acknowledging reality. The whole movement is a tantrum thrown by fragile, insecure cosplaytriots who can’t cope with a

about self-reliance, rugged individualism, and bootstraps, but in reality, they need a daddy figure—whether it’s God, Trump, or some fantasy of a 1950s America—to hold their hand and tell them what to do.