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Well well well. The bromance is dead. The cult is cracking. And Elon Musk just threw a fireball straight at your golden idol. Musk did not hold back. He posted: “Time to drop the really big bomb. Donald Trump is in the Epstein files. That is the real reason they have not been made public. Have a nice day, DJT.” Trump’s response? He did not deny it. He spiraled instead, posting: “The easiest way to save money in our Budget, Billions and Billions of Dollars, is to terminate Elon’s Governmental Subsidies and Contracts. I was always surprised that Biden didn’t do it!” and “Elon was wearing thin, I asked him to leave, I took away his EV Mandate that forced everyone to buy Electric Cars that nobody else wanted… and he just went CRAZY!” Totally stable for a sitting president, right? And you, the Republican Party—you sat front row for this train wreck. You approved every sycophant. You greenlit every unqualified loyalist Trump handed you to feed his ego. You, the MAGA GOP, passed the budget bill from hell. You let Musk run a fake government agency just to keep the money flowing. Now Musk is done. He is vowing to fund Trump’s political opponents. The billionaire you trusted to help run the country is now burning the MAGA machine to the ground and taking the receipts with him. Remember—Republicans gave Musk full access to everything. Makes for good blackmail. So let us ask: Who gets to own your soul now? The unhinged old man rage-posting at two in the morning, or the billionaire tech messiah who just flipped the table and walked out? We are not just watching— We are laughing from the grandstands. This is a clown show of incompetence, corruption, and cowardice. And you, the Republican Party, are center ring. You hitched your party to a cult, and now the tent is collapsing. If Trump really is in those files and you help him cover it up, you are not just corrupt. You are complicit. Pick a side. Unseal the files. Or go down with the circus. America and the world are watching. Take all the time you need. Our tacos are hot, the beer is cold, and your credibility is already circling the golden toilet.