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At this point, being an American under Donald Trump feels like watching a toddler throw a tantrum in the grocery checkout aisle—grabbing at whatever shiny object catches his eye with no thought other than I want it now. His latest fixation? Greenland. Because, of course, why focus on actual problems facing Americans when you can try to snatch up a giant island like it’s a Hot Wheels car on the impulse-buy rack?
And let’s be real—this isn’t about strategy, security, or anything remotely resembling a coherent foreign policy. This is about Trump’s fragile ego, his insatiable need to own things, and his desperation to make headlines for something other than his failures. He sees something that belongs to someone else, decides he deserves it more, and throws a fit when the adults in the room (Greenland and Denmark) tell him to sit down and behave.
Meanwhile, the real problem isn’t just Trump’s delusions—it’s the people around him, who are too terrified of his temper tantrums to tell him he looks like a complete idiot. No one in his orbit dares to tell him that Greenland isn’t a Timeshare in Florida. Instead, they stand by, nodding along like hostages, hoping to survive another day without triggering a meltdown. And let’s not forget Congress, who act less like elected officials and more like a cheering gallery for the schoolyard bully, egging him on while he tears the country apart for his own amusement.
What makes this all even more laughable is Trump’s own insistence that the Ten Commandments be posted in every school. Thou shalt not covet? Apparently, that one doesn’t apply when Trump wants something. He’s spending his presidency treating America like his personal piggy bank—gutting resources, selling out national interests, and treating governance like a reality TV show where the highest bidder wins. Now, while the economy flounders, wages stagnate, and people struggle to afford basic necessities, he’s off fantasizing about adding Greenland to his collection like it’s another golf course.
So I ask you: Why are you letting this circus continue? How much longer will Congress enable his absurd distractions while real Americans suffer? At what point does blind loyalty cross the line into outright betrayal?
It’s time for someone—anyone—to tell Trump that America is not his personal playground and that the presidency isn’t a shopping spree.
