It's stunning when you realize exactly how many things trump f*cked up in less than 2 years.
HILARIOUS when a song nails it perfectly.
THIS IS BRILLIANT!!!🔥🔥🔥
How can you possibly vote for a Republican if you're a child of immigrants? Or a millennial? Or a person of color? Or LGBTQ? Or a veteran? Or a senior? Or on a fixed income? Or an educator? Or in a labor union? Or an environmentalist? Or a farmer? Or in need of steady health care? Or a woman? Or compassionate? Or humble? Or sane?
I think the general consensus of people around the world is that Americans can get fooled by a con man once, but to return him to power a 2nd time after having seen his corruption, incompetence, ignorance, & buffoonery, the problem isn’t just Trump it’s the American people.
#28Ago#AcuerdoPetrolero@ricardo_hausman :Secretario Marco Rubio: Acabas de perder cualquier confianza que los venezolanos alguna vez tuvieron en ti, y eso te perseguirá. Optaste por usar el poder de EE.UU., no para liberar a los venezolanos, sino para acostarte con nuestros opresores. Optaste por impulsar una apropiación de activos, un acuerdo inconstitucional con un gobierno opresivo ilegítimo, en lugar de usar el liderazgo de EE.UU. para restablecer primero el orden constitucional y la democracia, y luego negociar con un gobierno legítimo que podría haber hecho compromisos creíbles a largo plazo, en el momento oportuno. Este acuerdo anunciado no se mantendrá. Delcy, contrario a lo que tu jefe acaba de afirmar [ver abajo], no es "altamente respetada" por ningún venezolano que yo conozca, ni por ningún estadounidense fuera de la cleptocracia de Mar-a-Lago. Ella no tiene legitimidad ni poder constitucional para comprometer a Venezuela a ningún acuerdo de ese tipo. Los venezolanos no respetarán este acuerdo ilegítimo y ninguna gran compañía petrolera de EE.UU. lo tomará en serio porque saben que no durará. No es de extrañar que estés usando criminales buscados —como Alejandro Betancourt— para cerrar este vergonzoso acuerdo. También estás impidiendo que nuestra líder —María Corina Machado— regrese a Venezuela, y has conspirado para retrasar las elecciones y el regreso a la democracia. Vergonzoso.
Very well written essay on the MAGA voter. This is what we are up against.
Sam is 61 years old and lives in a town where the Applebee’s closed in 2014 and people still mention it like it was a natural disaster. The old factory shut down years ago, but Sam keeps his faded employee badge in a kitchen drawer because he considers it proof that America peaked sometime around 1987, right between the release of Top Gun and the invention of low-flow toilets. He firmly believes the country began collapsing the moment they stopped letting people smoke in restaurants and started putting kale in things.
He wakes up every morning at 5:12 a.m., not because he has anywhere to be, but because decades of shift work, untreated sleep apnea, and permanent low-grade outrage have hardwired his body into a permanent state of agitation. He shuffles into the kitchen wearing camouflage pajama pants and a T-shirt that says “I Stand for the Flag” even though he has not stood up quickly without groaning since 2009. He pours himself coffee strong enough to power farm equipment and settles into his recliner to begin his daily ritual of becoming personally offended by things happening hundreds or thousands of miles away. Within half an hour, he is enraged about crime in Chicago, drag queens in Seattle, wind turbines in California, and a college professor in Vermont he has never heard of and never will again.
Sam spends most of his time marinating in an ecosystem of Facebook memes, talk radio, Fox News, chain emails, YouTube clips, and badly designed websites with names like Patriot Eagle Freedom Truth News. By noon, he has shared seven posts warning that America is under attack by socialists, immigrants, vegans, pronouns, electric stoves, and people who use the phrase “lived experience.” He believes every story because every story confirms what he already feels: that the country has been stolen from people like him and handed over to people he does not understand.
Sam is absolutely convinced he is one of the last remaining “real Americans,” despite living in a county entirely populated by people who also think they are the last remaining real Americans. He misses the America of his youth, which in his memory was a magical place where every man had a factory job, every woman made tuna casserole, every child respected authority, and nobody had tattoos, gluten allergies, or opinions about gender. He is nostalgic for a version of the country that mostly exists as a combination of old pickup truck commercials, Toby Keith songs, and stories his grandfather exaggerated after three beers.
His truck is the size of a military vehicle and has never once carried anything heavier than mulch and emotional baggage. His pickup truck is so large that small birds alter their migration patterns to avoid it. The truck has never hauled lumber, gravel, or equipment, but it does haul an enormous amount of political anxiety. The back is covered in bumper stickers warning that he is armed, angry, and deeply suspicious of the federal government, except for when it comes to Medicare, Social Security, highways, farm subsidies, police funding, veterans’ benefits, and keeping its hands off his lawn. He likes to tell people he is “not political,” which is impressive considering his entire personality has become an endless loop of cable news grievances.
He cannot attend a barbecue, church picnic, football game, or grandchild’s birthday party without eventually bringing up inflation, Hunter Biden, gas stoves, “the border,” or how nobody can say Merry Christmas anymore even though literally everyone still says Merry Christmas.
Then Trump arrived, descending from his golden escalator like a casino-themed prophet sent by God to sell steaks and grievance. Sam had finally found his perfect candidate: a billionaire from Manhattan with multiple mansions, gold-plated bathrooms, and a private jet, who somehow convinced Sam that he understood the pain of a man screaming at the self-checkout machine in Walmart.
Trump was loud, angry, theatrical, and constantly under investigation, which only made Sam admire him more. Every lawsuit, scandal, or indictment was not evidence of wrongdoing. It was proof that Trump was fighting the deep state, the media, the elites, the globalists, the FBI, the Democrats, the RINOs, and possibly the ghost of George Soros.
Every scandal, every lawsuit, every indictment, every accusation became proof that Trump was fighting the corrupt establishment on behalf of “real Americans” like Sam.
At this point, Sam does not support Trump because of policy details. He supports Trump because Trump has become the human embodiment of his anger, nostalgia, confusion, and Facebook feed. Trump says the world Sam remembers can come back, that the people Sam dislikes can be punished, and that all of Sam's frustrations are someone else’s fault.
To Sam, Trump is no longer just a politician. He is a lifestyle brand. He is a martyr, a warrior, a stand-up comedian, a victim, a patriot, and the lead singer of a traveling grievance festival. Sam owns at least three Trump hats, two Trump flags, a Trump coffee mug, a “Never Surrender” T-shirt, and a giant “Let’s Go Brandon” sign in the garage that he insists is “not political, just funny.”
For Sam, that is not politics. That is therapy. Trump is not just a candidate anymore; he is an emotional support billionaire.
He is a spray-tanned security blanket with a private jet. He is the gold-plated, fast-food-fueled mascot Sam clings to whenever the modern world feels confusing, threatening, or insufficiently patriotic.
Trump gives him a ready-made explanation for every disappointment in his life: it is not aging, bad luck, economic change, or his own choices; it is the immigrants, the liberals, the media, the globalists, the vegans, the people with pronouns, and whoever is ruining Christmas this week.
Supporting Trump lets Sam believe there is still someone out there fighting for him.
BREAKING: Trump’s agenda of cruelty leads to $50 billion of lost spending from international tourism as travelers shun America.
Donald Trump promised to make America “great again.” Instead, he’s made it empty.
According to blistering figures from the International Trade Administration, international tourism to the United States collapsed 4.2 percent in 2025, Trump’s first year back in the White House — the first annual decline since COVID. While the rest of the world reopened and rebounded, America slammed the door.
The damage is staggering. The U.S. Travel Association estimates the U.S. lost 11 million international visitors, translating into $50 billion in vanished spending and hundreds of thousands of jobs wiped out. And here’s the kicker: global tourism rose 4 percent during the same period. The U.S. is now the only major destination losing visitor spending.
Why? Take your pick.
Trump has turned entry into the United States into a gauntlet of fear and humiliation. His administration has blocked visitors from more than a dozen countries, suspended visa issuance to 75 countries, and supercharged border searches of phones and laptops — up 18 percent in a single year. Tourists aren’t seeing freedom. They’re seeing interrogation rooms.
There are receipts. A Norwegian tourist said he was denied entry after agents found a meme mocking Vice President JD Vance on his phone. A Welsh backpacker was detained for nearly three weeks. Germans were held for weeks — even in solitary confinement — without charges. A U.S. citizen and her German fiancé were detained while re-entering her own country.
And then there’s the optics. Trump’s ICE crackdowns make global headlines. His bullying of allies. His bizarre fixation on Greenland. His tariffs that make travel and trade feel radioactive. As Tourism Economics bluntly put it, America is “losing market share” because the world now sees a country less open, less welcoming, and more hostile.
Even Canada — historically one of the biggest sources of U.S. tourism — has started looking elsewhere, with visits dropping 10.2 percent in a single year.
This isn’t patriotism. It’s self-sabotage. Trump didn’t just build walls at the border — he built one around the entire country. And the world took the hint.
America didn’t become great again. It became the place tourists warn each other about.
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@xime_garmendia Chabestia hdp, la excusa de la entrega del petróleo a USA es una de las más rancias y ridículas que todavía algunos se atreven a decir, que ridícula!