Trump must be living the happiest days of his life. Everyone, everything, is talking about him. Global trade, the world economy, international relations revolve around him. He has the world spinning and dancing to the tune of his piccolo.
On the day of the famous meeting with Zelensky, he commented on camera that this pitiful spectacle of the two against one would generate good television ratings. It's his obsession, to occupy all the media space. But what's happening now is even greater, because if he's been leading the news for a week and monopolizing talk shows and opinion pieces, it's because he's ordered a tariff hike that's sinking stock markets, destroying pension plans, shattering business plans, pitting the United States against everything and everyone. The whole world feels the heat of this decision of his. Could there be greater pleasure for a pathological personality? His vision of a world waiting in line. to suck his ass (and everyone imagining Trump's ass) and to beg him for an agreement is anthological, because it opts to become the iconic phrase of his reign, vulgar and rude and, precisely for that reason, directly to the voice cut of the news that cannot be there, and directly, also, to the understanding of theredneckswho voted for him. No one has seen an American presidency so disruptive in the worst sense of the word, that is, dangerous. 2020 was the year of the pandemic. In 2025, we'll remember it as the year of Trump's tariffs. And wait for it.
