When Trump is — finally — dead, I guess the MAGAts will remember Trump struggling against the Secret Service agents in Butler, PA, who raced to protect him from “whatever happened that day.”
And, of course, he monetized it immediately into “Fight Fight Fight” cologne for men and perfume for women, and a $150 “Fight Fight Fight” coffee table book that he sold for $150.
A short rewind to September 10, 2025.
Outside of the MAGAt cult…in terms of liberals and independents, not just “conservatives,” Charlie Kirk was a minor figure. And within moments of his death, conservatives were demanding Charlie Kirk shrines at universities, a “Charlie Kirk day of remembrance,” and we Democrats were wondering: “Say, what’s for lunch today?”
Because while we called out the act of murder and don’t condone it under ANY circumstances, Kirk’s death did not represent a “loss” for us. Every time someone is murdered, HUMANITY AT LARGE is diminished. But there hasn’t been a day since Sept 10 when I woke up and thought “I MISS CHARLIE” as I wiped a tear from my radical leftist cheek.
Trump seems to take GREAT DELIGHT in unleashing his bile, his seething hatred, his rage, on HOLIDAYS that average Americans are trying to enjoy, without an Adderall-addled old man calling them scum.
WHEN THE NEWS BREAKS THAT TRUMP IS DEAD, whatever reaction we…the people who are not red-hat wearing cult members…will have, will most likely NOT BE THE SAME as the reactions of the MAGAts. We won’t see the raised fist and the teensy weensy paper cut on his ear and “FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT.”
We’ll see a bitter old man at his country club, on Christmas Eve, wishing his Slovenian trophy wife would just come in his room and “touch it,” but she’s in her own room with the door locked or in New York with her son, telling him what a precious boo boo he is and how much mommy loves him, while sad old rapist felon Trump rage-tweets to the world that they are “scum.”
And when we don’t take a knee for DEAD Donnie, we’ll be labeled as creatures of hate, even though our REASON FOR NOT TAKING A KNEE is that we don’t tend to do that when it involves hate-filled vicious people.
Merry Christmas, folks.