Is it so wrong to ask them to be less fat and more like Hitler’s generals? Genuinely asking as I have never learned manners or read a history book.
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The media isn’t allowed to show Trump’s cover of “Saving All My Love For You”, most famously performed by Whitney Houston.
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Leadership is submission to duty, not elevation to power and control. Biden and Obama understood true leadership well.
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Hitler playbook
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Night of the Long Knives. 2025 version.
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This country is going to shit!
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I was told there would be comedy in this sub. I’m just sad 😭🤮
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Hair Fewer
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War on escalators
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Trump is not in charge.
The billionaires of Heritage foundation and P2025 authors are behind the scenes. Every outrage is intentional, deliberate and cumulative.
The Heritage foundation has publicly said war and civil war are acceptable to the completion of their Protect 2025.
To have our leader declaring war on half of us is very serious. Things are changing rapidly.
Donald Trump walked into Quantico on Tuesday expecting a rally. He got a funeral. The generals sat in perfect silence, faces locked in the kind of grim stillness that comes from years of watching idiots talk and choosing not to react. Trump, of course, couldn’t handle it. “I’ve never walked into a room so silent before,” he confessed, his voice trembling somewhere between wounded pride and panic. Then came the kicker: “If you want to applaud, you applaud. ”This wasn’t leadership. This was a washed-up Vegas act begging the crowd to clap. The Commander-in-Chief turned into the Clapper-in-Chief, reduced to prodding the nation’s top brass like a sad carnival barker who forgot his punchline—a campaign rally in uniform. Instead of a strategy, Trump delivered his usual medley of grievances: Barack Obama ruined everything, Joe Biden ruined it twice as hard, and only Donald J. Trump, self-proclaimed “two-term, maybe three-term president,” could save America. It was less a military briefing than an episode of The Apprentice: Pentagon Edition. The generals, trained to withstand battlefield chaos, sat stone-faced through the barrage of nonsense. They have endured artillery fire with more enthusiasm. Enter Pete Hegseth, America’s Pastor-in-Arms. Trump’s “Secretary of War” took the podium with the intensity of a man who thinks Tom Clancy novels are actual military doctrine. He promised “fire and brimstone,” called for purges of “fat generals,” and announced he wants the next war to look exactly like the Gulf War, because apparently it’s still 1991 and CNN is running that same grainy footage of tanks in the desert. But Hegseth wasn’t done. He led them in prayer. Yes, prayer. The nation’s top generals, summoned by presidential ego, now folded into a forced altar call like extras at a megachurch revival. The separation of church and state? Obliterated. Constitution? Shredded. Jesus, apparently, is now Commander-in-Chief. Trump can play Vice Weakness on parade. Trump likes to brag about firing generals who “aren’t warriors.” But on Tuesday, the real firing squad was silence. Not one clap. Not one cheer. Just the steady hum of contempt vibrating off the brass like feedback from a dead microphone. These men and women have seen actual combat. They’ve buried soldiers. They’ve lived with the weight of real command. And now they’re expected to cheer for a man who brags about moving “a submarine or two” like it’s a toy in a bathtub, or who lectures about “two N-words” as though nuclear strategy were a stand-up routine. No wonder they didn’t clap.The pin-drop presidency. What happened at Quantico wasn’t just awkward. It was diagnostic. Trump’s presidency is a hollow shell propped up by applause, and when the applause disappears, so does he. And Hegseth? He’s the zealot-in-chief, delivering sermons about war and Christ in equal measure, a man confusing the Book of Revelation with the Pentagon’s operations manual. Together, they make quite the duo: one desperate for claps, the other desperate for amens. The generals gave them neither. Instead, they gave silence, the most cutting judgment of all.”~ Deborah Cross
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The generals thought that was a joke.
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Agolf Shitler at the helm of this regime.
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Is it so wrong to ask them to be less fat and more like Hitler’s generals? Genuinely asking as I have never learned manners or read a history book.
The media isn’t allowed to show Trump’s cover of “Saving All My Love For You”, most famously performed by Whitney Houston.
Leadership is submission to duty, not elevation to power and control. Biden and Obama understood true leadership well.
Hitler playbook
Night of the Long Knives. 2025 version.
This country is going to shit!
I was told there would be comedy in this sub. I’m just sad 😭🤮
Hair Fewer
War on escalators
Trump is not in charge.
The billionaires of Heritage foundation and P2025 authors are behind the scenes. Every outrage is intentional, deliberate and cumulative.
The Heritage foundation has publicly said war and civil war are acceptable to the completion of their Protect 2025.
To have our leader declaring war on half of us is very serious. Things are changing rapidly.
https://www.themarshallproject.org/2025/06/09/los-angeles-ice-national-guard-protests
https://www.aclu.org/trump-on-surveillance-protest-and-free-speech
https://elections.bradyunited.org/resources/project-2025-guns
https://afscmeatwork.org/system/files/wfse_project_2025_summary.pdf
Donald Trump walked into Quantico on Tuesday expecting a rally. He got a funeral. The generals sat in perfect silence, faces locked in the kind of grim stillness that comes from years of watching idiots talk and choosing not to react. Trump, of course, couldn’t handle it. “I’ve never walked into a room so silent before,” he confessed, his voice trembling somewhere between wounded pride and panic. Then came the kicker: “If you want to applaud, you applaud. ”This wasn’t leadership. This was a washed-up Vegas act begging the crowd to clap. The Commander-in-Chief turned into the Clapper-in-Chief, reduced to prodding the nation’s top brass like a sad carnival barker who forgot his punchline—a campaign rally in uniform. Instead of a strategy, Trump delivered his usual medley of grievances: Barack Obama ruined everything, Joe Biden ruined it twice as hard, and only Donald J. Trump, self-proclaimed “two-term, maybe three-term president,” could save America. It was less a military briefing than an episode of The Apprentice: Pentagon Edition. The generals, trained to withstand battlefield chaos, sat stone-faced through the barrage of nonsense. They have endured artillery fire with more enthusiasm. Enter Pete Hegseth, America’s Pastor-in-Arms. Trump’s “Secretary of War” took the podium with the intensity of a man who thinks Tom Clancy novels are actual military doctrine. He promised “fire and brimstone,” called for purges of “fat generals,” and announced he wants the next war to look exactly like the Gulf War, because apparently it’s still 1991 and CNN is running that same grainy footage of tanks in the desert. But Hegseth wasn’t done. He led them in prayer. Yes, prayer. The nation’s top generals, summoned by presidential ego, now folded into a forced altar call like extras at a megachurch revival. The separation of church and state? Obliterated. Constitution? Shredded. Jesus, apparently, is now Commander-in-Chief. Trump can play Vice Weakness on parade. Trump likes to brag about firing generals who “aren’t warriors.” But on Tuesday, the real firing squad was silence. Not one clap. Not one cheer. Just the steady hum of contempt vibrating off the brass like feedback from a dead microphone. These men and women have seen actual combat. They’ve buried soldiers. They’ve lived with the weight of real command. And now they’re expected to cheer for a man who brags about moving “a submarine or two” like it’s a toy in a bathtub, or who lectures about “two N-words” as though nuclear strategy were a stand-up routine. No wonder they didn’t clap.The pin-drop presidency. What happened at Quantico wasn’t just awkward. It was diagnostic. Trump’s presidency is a hollow shell propped up by applause, and when the applause disappears, so does he. And Hegseth? He’s the zealot-in-chief, delivering sermons about war and Christ in equal measure, a man confusing the Book of Revelation with the Pentagon’s operations manual. Together, they make quite the duo: one desperate for claps, the other desperate for amens. The generals gave them neither. Instead, they gave silence, the most cutting judgment of all.”~ Deborah Cross