While the Deal Maker Posed, Denmark Closed. Are We Great Yet—Or Just Embarrassed

While you’re busy golfing, rage-posting, and ranting about “diversity hires,” Denmark—yes, Denmark—just bought the Panama Canal Railway. One of the most strategically important trade routes in the Western Hemisphere is now in the hands of a country with fewer people than the state of Georgia. And you? You missed it entirely. You once vowed to “take control” of the Panama Canal. Instead, you let it slip away while chasing cameras and campaign chants. Maybe the Secret Service couldn’t reach you between holes. But hey, you did manage to slap tariffs on our allies, key trade partners, and even a few uninhabited islands—all backed by made-up numbers meant to puff up your chest and fool your base. It’s not policy. It’s a performance. And to anyone paying attention, it looks desperate, hollow, and frankly, humiliating. You promised to end “fraud, waste, and abuse,” but here we are: $164 million in taxpayer-funded golf outings, federal agencies run by sycophants, and a foreign policy so incoherent it might as well be written in Sharpie on a Big Mac wrapper. To Congress: your silence is cowardice. If you won’t act while the president enriches himself, squanders America’s influence, and turns the government into a fan club, then you’ve abandoned your oath. Mr. Trump, you didn’t drain the swamp—you turned it into a country club. And now Denmark’s beating you at your own game. That’s gotta sting.