What the fuck are we doing with a president like this?
Rogue cowboy in yuppie stirrups, playing god with people’s lives.
Get. Him. Out. Today.

– Retail: Bud Light, Target, Disney—all dragged into MAGA tantrums.
MAGA isn’t pro-business.
It’s pro-chaos.
Pro-loud.
Pro-cult.

– Defense: Civilian-military trust broken. Recruitment collapsing.
– Clean energy: Sabotaged by fossil-backed MAGA creeps.
– Finance: Treasury hostage to debt threats. Fed independence under fire.
– Infrastructure: Big promises, no follow-through. Crumbling while they scream “woke.”

– Healthcare: Anti-vaxxers, defunded research, politicized science.
– Tech: CEOs in culture war crosshairs, AI strangled by censorship threats.
– Education: Teachers quitting. Students fleeing. MAGA bans books, not bullets.
– Media: Attacked, defunded, deplatformed. Truth itself is on trial.

– NIH (gutted by anti-science idiocy)
– Hollywood (demonized for daring to be diverse)
– American universities (bleeding talent to saner countries)
– American tourism (nobody wants to visit a powder keg)
- EVs: Tesla’s flailing, subsidies cut, China eating our lunch.

– U.S. Steel (crippled by Trump’s tariff tantrums)
– Apple (targeted by culture war psychos)
– Pfizer (smeared for saving lives)
– Ford (trapped in MAGA labor hell)
– The U.S. Dollar (weakening as we speak)
– NASA (used for photo ops, not missions)

They’re preaching loyalty—to Trump.
This isn’t fringe anymore.
It’s organized. It’s spiritualized.
And it’s infecting the faith.
Time to name it.
And root it the hell out.

In the House of God.
Not every church. But enough.
Enough to turn pulpits into platforms.
Enough to turn prayer into propaganda.
Enough to turn Jesus into a campaign mule.
They’re not preaching love.

They serve him, praise him, fund him—
Then flinch when he turns.
It’s not loyalty. It’s submission followed by regret.
Every. Damn. Time.

You’re giving this lunatic space? Oxygen? Legitimacy?

Chuck, what the fuck.

We don’t need someone to calm things down. We need someone to scream wake the fuck up before this country flatlines for good.

“For once, I agree with Elon Musk.”

WHAT THE FUCK?!

You agree with this ketamine cloud-chasing cult clown? The guy who dumped $300M on a racist MAGA bonfire and now wants to crown himself king of the dumbest kingdom on earth?

She saw how honesty made me stronger
More grounded
More free
And she understood that living truthfully—even when it’s hard—is how legacy is built
Not just for me
For her

And landing on the answer that changed everything:
There’s no difference between protecting your family and standing up for what’s right
When she left, she wasn’t political
She wasn’t angry
She was clear

We don’t go quiet to keep others comfortable.
And we damn sure don’t back down when the truth is on our side.We kept talking.
About risk. About reputation.
About the night Sarah and I cried asking,
Is this right for our family?

So I looked out across the neighborhood and shouted—just loud enough for her to hear it, and for the birds to stop for a second:
“I HATE MAGA. COME DO SOMETHING.”
Not to be reckless.
To show her something she’ll carry for the rest of her life:
We don’t let fear dictate who we are.

might come back on her.
That her friends might find out her dad’s a Democrat.
That someone might treat her differently.
That the way I speak up could somehow make her life harder.She looked at me and said,
“I don’t know anyone who doesn’t love Trump.”
And man… that hurt.