Donny's yuge birthday parade
- paulrfalconer
- Jun 16
- 2 min read
Heil to the chief was a bit of a stinker
Is it advancing dementia, tertiary syphilis, the echo chamber of the MAGA cult¹ or a psychosis formed from daddy Fred's demeaning abuse that has the bloviating, tangerine buffoon wanting to believe he is widely adored?
Every interaction is described as a "deal". From Trump branding on the grift du jour to the shakedown of Ukraine for access to rare earths to Melania's limit of one wristy per month.
All trappings must be gilded - Trump Sneakers, gold toilets, pimping the Oval Office into the gaudy despot kitsch of his Trump Tower penthouse.
Perhaps these are the two defining manifestations of Trump's offal bucket of personality defects. The craving for attention, the tedious braggadocio masking his insecurities, the torching of all proprieties, a puerile vulgarian belittling any transgressors of Trumpism or the critics of his ludicrous twaddle...
"...if one cannot have love, one resorts to respect. And when respect is unavailable, one resorts to fear."
The 'Shared Psychosis² of Donald Trump and His Loyalists. Scientific American.
An industry has grown up to try to explain the aberration that is the bloated Caligula. That's in parallel to a complicit media that sane washes and normalises him. Now Trump's execrable big birthday bash rudely illustrates how he deceives himself vs how the non-MAGA world sees him.
No bearskins and crimson tunics, no sabres drawn, no prancing, jet black stallions, no choreographed routines of massed, compulsory public devotion, no serried ranks of goose-stepping, chisel-jawed Schutzstaffel, banners aloft and torches aflame. Instead, there was Tupperware party numbers shuffling along in combat fatigues looking as though they'd rather be having their nutsacks put through a mangle. Trump's "losers and suckers" are compelled to display fealty to a draft dodging coward <irony> while accompanied in part by Creedence Clearwater Revival's Fortunate Son which "speaks to the unfairness of class and the children of the wealthy being able to avoid the draft" </irony> .
On the reviewing stand a clearly decrepit grandpa Trump came close to nodding off. Chief bender Pete Hegseth wondered if he could sneak a pull from his hip flask of 1792 Full Proof, Marco Rubio yawned and Melania fantasised about the 3rd infantryman from the left standing to attention in her private quarters.
Trump loves ostentation, showy displays of his supposed wealth and power yet the most powerful military ever known had Bonespurs VonDraftdodger's craving for adoration turn it into a laughing stock.
¹Former KGB officer Alnur Mussayev claimed that Trump was recruited as an asset for Moscow in the 1980s, code name "Krasnov".
²The ‘Shared Psychosis’ of Donald Trump and His Loyalists. Scientific American. "The leader, hungry for adulation to compensate for an inner lack of self-worth, projects grandiose omnipotence—while the followers, rendered needy by societal stress or developmental injury, yearn for a parental figure."
#It's my Birthday and I can sleep if I want to, you'd sleep too if nobody came.
The Army did him proud, nice to see the military can still do 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚. They could have goosestepped passed the podium with that illegal Salute. They could have nabbed him and lost him in one of their many prisons. Traitor is the crime of President Rump.
Comical Review: Donny’s Yuge Birthday Parade – A Pageant of Pathetic
If ever a parade needed to be quietly euthanised with a horse tranquiliser, it was Donny’s Big Birthday Bash. Billed as a triumphant display of strength and adoration, what we got instead was a geriatric clown show trudging through a mudslide of delusion and polyester blend uniforms.
Trump, a man who thinks Heil to the Chief is a banger and "Fortunate Son" is a karaoke power ballad about him, sat slumped on the reviewing stand like a used recliner, squinting through cataracts at what he imagined were legions of worshippers but were actually 37 confused reservists and a Junior ROTC band from Tallahassee. Melania, meanwhile, seemed mentally redecorating her soul…
If there are such things as Ancient History exams in a couple of thousand years I hope the examiners won’t be too hard on students who confuse Trumplandia with Monty Python or Firesign Theatre.
Having all the "No Kings" protests everywhere BUT Washington DC was an ace decision - it kept the spotlight firmly fixed on just how sad and pathetic a flop Trump's vanity project was. Trump is the unpopular rich kid who threw a party and nobody came, despite the bouncy castle and pony rides. He needs to do more of these!