Behold.
The festering carcass of American rot shoved into an ill-fitting suit: the sleaze of a conman, the gluttony of a parasite, the racism of a Klansman, the sexism of a back-alley creep, the ignorance of a bar-stool drunk, and the greed of a hedge-fund ghoul — all spray-painted orange and paraded like a prize hog at a county fair. Not a president. Not even a man. Just the diseased distillation of everything this country swears it isn’t but has always been — arrogance dressed up as exceptionalism, stupidity passed off as common sense, cruelty sold as toughness, greed exalted as ambition, and corruption worshipped like gospel. It is America’s shadow made flesh, proving that when a nation kneels before money, power, and spite, it doesn’t just lose its soul — it shits out this bloated obscenity and calls it a leader.

— Oliver Kornetzke

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