While I am loathe to find joy in the suffering of others, when it comes to Donald Trump, I am happy to make an exception.
I am praying and hoping for indictments, for convictions, for prison doors being slammed shut, however, I have not lost sight of the fact that Donald’s real punishment has already begun – and in his mind, it is already worse than being locked in a cell.
He is alone – and terrified of what is to come.
- His loyal base is looking at DeSantis as their “new and improved” saviour.
- His big donors are skeptical about his viability as a 2024 candidate.
- His enablers are weighing whether to cooperate with those who want to put him in prison, or face prison time themselves.
- His biggest supporter, Ivanka, has made it clear that even she has had enough.
- Donald has realized that the media that used to hang on his every word has moved on, rendering him increasingly irrelevant.
- He has watched as the man he tried to intimidate, Zelenskyy, is lauded as a hero.
- He has watched as judges he appointed have rendered decisions against him.
- He has watched as his NFT “trading cards” have become an international laugh-fest.
Donald J. Trump is an old, fat, huffing and puffing retiree living in a motel room at a Florida golf course (New Jersey golf course in the summer) who is the butt of every humiliating joke the world over.
Trump’s punishment has already begun – and I am savoring every minute of it.
