Thank Elohim that Emprorer Trump only has no clothes in the literary sense, and not the literal sense! As bad as things are, this would have made them far worse!!!

DOGE smells overly Musky to me. When issued from a billionaire with alternate agendas, with vested interests in ending oversight of his own industries, then hinting at sending checks: it’s like a candy man from a white van offering sweets, before inviting kids in for the rest of their lives.

Red Sky at morning, sailor take warning.

Yeah... we're in trouble.