The Art of the Squeal
The Trumpster Dumpster Report
The soap opera brewing in the gilded corridors of power, where two wannabe alpha males with fragile egos are locked in a AndroGel®-fueled tango that would embarrass any member of the WWE is underway!
Our twice-impeached, multiply-indicted president Donald Trump — a walking advertisement for the dangers of inherited wealth, a low IQ, and untreated personality disorders — now faces his greatest challenge: sharing oxygen with someone whose narcissism actually rivals his own. Enter Elon Musk, the apartheid emerald mine heir who's managed to convince half the world he's a visionary genius rather than what he actually is: a lucky gambler with daddy issues and a Twitter addiction.
This "shaky détente" between two aging bullies reads like a case study in what happens when immovable ego meets unstoppable self-regard. Trump's suspicious silence on Truth Social — his usual digital toilet for every half-baked thought — isn't strategic restraint; it's the quiet before a Category 5 meltdown. As White…
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