In Trump’s eyes, America is not a beacon of hope; it’s a means to an end, a cash cow to be milked until the last drop.

The goal is to solidify power in a way that flouts traditional democratic norms. The claim of a stolen election will continue to morph into a full-blown war cry, justifying whatever actions are deemed necessary to maintain control.

Trump, the grand maestro of chaos, has an uncanny ability to weaponize his discontent. With a flick of his wrist, he transforms complex societal issues into simple narratives, demonizing entire communities to bolster his own fragile ego.

The old adage that “truth is the first casualty of war” rings truer than ever in this theatre of the absurd, where every scandal is a means to an end and the end is the complete and utter degradation of the American ethos.

They’ve been ensnared by a grifter who knows how to push the buttons of their deepest insecurities, making them believe that their salvation lies in the hands of a man who would sell them out for a cheap buck and a fleeting headline.

The specter of genocide and chaos is not a distant nightmare but a present danger, lurking in the rhetoric of Donald Trump who has learned from the darkest corners of global tyranny.

The FOP’s endorsement of a felonious figure like Trump is not just a betrayal of its own mandate but a license for mayhem — a dangerous game where the rules have been rewritten by the hand of self-serving madness.