💀 The Lord of the Lies
He started this war because he felt like it. That is the truth nobody wants to say out loud but everybody knows. There was no threat. There was no plan. There was a man who wanted to feel powerful and thought Iran would fold in a week like some contractor he stiffed in Atlantic City.
So he told you it was a short excursion. Then he told you no ground troops. Then he told you the war was very complete. Then he told you there were productive discussions. Iran said those discussions never happened. He did not care. The futures went green. Somebody got paid. That was the point.
And when the whole thing went sideways, when the Strait stayed closed and the coffins started coming home and the markets started hemorrhaging and the entire global economy started choking on his impulse, did he stop? Did he say I got this wrong? Of course not. This man would watch the world burn to ashes before admitting he made a mistake about the weather.
So he pivoted. Take the oil, he told the Financial Times, like he was talking about a real estate deal in Queens. Steal the uranium, he told the Wall Street Journal, like it was inventory at a warehouse. Blow up the desalination plants that give millions of people drinking water, he posted on Truth Social, like he was threatening a restaurant reviewer. And bill the Arabs for the whole thing, because why not, he already destroyed their economies by shutting the Strait, might as well charge them for the privilege.
And his people steal in the open. They do not even pretend anymore. They announce war crimes like dinner reservations. They describe the racket on camera. “We negotiate with them, and then we always have to blow them up.” That is the President of the United States telling you that your children’s blood is a revenue stream. To your face. Daring you to do something about it.
Look at who is running this. Really look. A defense secretary whose biggest job before this was hosting a morning show between drinks. A vice president the country cannot stand. A homeland security chief whose claim to fame is shooting her own dog and writing about it. A president who has never read a briefing in his life. Not one. Surrounded by people chosen for how well they kneel, not for what they know.
These are the people Washington warned about. The people the Constitution was built to stop. The people Lincoln would not have let shine his boots. Even Eisenhower, when he warned about the military-industrial complex, could not have dreamed of this: a president who turned the Situation Room into a trading floor and the United States military into his personal volatility engine.
And before this war, Iran was sanctioned, isolated, and weak. Now, thanks to this genius, Iran controls the Strait of Hormuz and decides whether the world eats or starves. He did not defeat his enemy. He crowned him.
There is no shame left in this government. No limit. No bottom. Just a man with no conscience, no competence, and no restraint, holding the most powerful military in history in his hands, playing with the lives of millions because his ego will not let him stop and his greed will not let him want to.
The Lord of the Lies. And every devil dances at his command.
Hell is empty. They are all here.