Scott Bessent: The Gay Hedge Fund Vampire aligning with Donny's anti-LGBTQ policies.
The only positive thing you can say for Scott, is that he too, hates Elon Musk.
Oh look, Scott Bessent is running the U.S. Treasury now. Fantastic. Just what the American public needed, another billionaire finance ghoul whose idea of patriotism is buying an offshore tax shelter in the shape of a yacht. Because nothing screams “economic justice” like putting a former Soros puppet-turned-Trump toady in charge of your national piggy bank.
Let’s rewind. Bessent, a Yale-credentialed Wall Street cyborg with the emotional range of a Bloomberg terminal — made his bones betting against currencies and hoarding billions like a dragon in a Brooks Brothers suit. He made a fortune gambling on the Japanese yen tanking, and we’re supposed to be impressed? You’re not a genius, Scott, you’re a parasite with a Bloomberg account and no conscience.
In 2015, he launched Key Square Group, a hedge fund whose name sounds like the password to a Skull & Bones orgy. The fund fizzled, then soared, then imploded, then rose again — like if Gordon Gekko did bath salts and bought a weather vane. And just when we thought we’d heard the last of him, here he comes hitching his gold-plated wagon to the orange hellscape that is Trump’s economic “vision.” One minute he’s donating to Democrats, the next he’s cozying up to MAGAland like a finance Voldemort trying on a new Death Eater mask.
Yes, Scott is gay. And married. And a father. Mazel tov. But being the first openly gay Treasury Secretary doesn’t erase the fact that you’re another predatory hedge fund vulture who sees the economy as a casino and the American worker as cannon fodder. Representation is great, but I’d prefer it without the fiscal sadism.
And how do you reconcile the cognitive dissonance that must be taking place by being part of King Don's inner circle, whose rhetoric has undone 20+ years of LGBQT progress, and also being a married gay man? They're coming for you too Scott.
Now, with the economy in freefall and the dollar wheezing like a three-legged dog, we’ve got Bessent whispering sweet nothings into Trump’s ear about “fiscal responsibility” — which, in hedge fund speak, means gutting social programs so your billionaire friends can buy another summer home in the Hamptons.
Scott Bessent isn’t the solution. He’s the goddamn problem in a pinstripe suit. And the fact that we’re all supposed to smile politely while he smiles for Forbes and dismantles the middle class one spreadsheet at a time? That’s the real crime.