The Board of "Peace" and The Threat of War

I read an article in The Guardian about how Trump sits at the head of something he is calling the “Board of Peace” and somehow manages to threaten Iran with “bad things” if they do not fall in line within ten days. Ten days. Like he is handing out a goddam eviction notice instead of talking about potential military action. He says the talks have been “good,” as if that word magically cancels out the threat hanging off the end of his sentence like a loaded weapon.

So there he is, perched on his shiny new “Board of Peace,” casually dangling the possibility of war like it's a fucking party favor. Peace, apparently, now means “do what I fucking say or I will blow your shit up.” Peace means smiling for the cameras while you rattle sabers under the table. Peace means pretending diplomacy is happening while you count down to violence like it is a goddam game show.

The fucking absurdity is so thick you could spread it on toast...

The absolute hypocrisy is radioactive.

Threatening war from the “Board of Peace” is the kind of shit a bad satire writer would delete for being too on the nose.

And the worst part is we are all supposed to fucking swallow it. We are supposed to nod along like this is normal, like this is statesmanship, like this is anything other than a man who loves the sound of his own damn threats. He sits there talking about “peace” while practically vibrating with excitement at the idea of flexing military muscle.

I just cannot with that fucking guy. The disconnect between the words coming out of his mouth and the reality of what he is actually saying is so blatant it feels like he is daring the world to call him on it. And somehow, he keeps getting away with it.

The list of countries he wants to attack grows. Venezuela, Greenland, Gaza, Iran. Who next? Canada? Great Britain? Japan? Russia?

Fuck that guy. He needs to get the FUCK out of our White House. You know, the building he is fucking destroying with his tacky as fuck spraypainted Home Despot decor, tearing up the Rose Garden, tearing down the West Wing. And calling all these disgusting horrors "improvements".

He can suck it. Hard.