Donny Promises to Release The Files

That's right - Donny has committed to releasing files that until now have been classified.

Oh not those files - not the files everyone is asking him to release. The files that has his name all over it.

What Donny has announced is the declassification of… wait for it… Amelia Earhart files. Yes, the man who has spent years stonewalling on the Epstein documents has suddenly discovered a burning public interest in a mystery from 1937. According to Donny, “many people” cornered him on Long Island to demand answers about Earhart’s disappearance. Because, of course, that’s what people are really worried about right now.

This is classic Donny misdirection: toss out some shiny historical trivia while burying the stuff that actually matters. Epstein’s files? A “hoax.” Questions about corruption in his own administration? Fake news. But Amelia Earhart? Now that’s where presidential focus belongs. Forget inflation, foreign wars, or the fact that democracy is clinging to life support—Donny’s got his sights set on a pilot who vanished before his parents even met.

Nobody asked for this. Nobody cares. And yet, here we are, with the Mad King pretending he’s striking a blow for “transparency” by unlocking the secrets of a case better left to the History Channel. The Epstein files would scorch him, so he’s dangling Amelia instead, like a cheap magician palming the card he doesn’t want you to see.

It’s a distraction, pure and simple. Donny’s desperate to look like the truth-teller while keeping the truth that actually matters locked away. Amelia Earhart deserves respect, not to be weaponized as a presidential prop. But for Dozy Don, history is just another pawn in the endless game of hiding his own sins.

Donny's Pal's at SCOTUS Side with him yet Again

In a move straight out of Dictatorship for Dummies, the Supreme Court, stacked with Donny’s handpicked cronies, handed him the right to sit on $4 billion in foreign aid Congress had already approved. A lower court had ordered the money released, but the Supremes decided, once again, that their job is to rubber-stamp whatever whim the Mad King fancies.

The funds were meant for UN peacekeeping and democracy-promotion. You know, boring things like stability and preventing coups. Instead, they’ll now evaporate because Donny would rather let the world burn than lift a finger for democracy.

The 6-3 conservative majority delivered exactly what he wanted, proving the Court isn’t an independent branch anymore, it’s just an extension of his fragile ego in black robes. Forget separation of powers; this is separation of spine.

Donny's pals can literally be all but guaranteed to side with Donny on any ruling that lands at their feet. The highest court in the land is permitting the destruction of the constitution.

This undermines US soft power and strengthens rivals like China and Russia. Donny doesn’t care. Global order doesn’t earn applause at rallies, but flexing raw power does. This is not about foreign aid, it’s about showing that he can bend every institution to his will.

The Don’s autocratic project rolls on, unchecked and unbalanced, with the Court cheering from the sidelines.

As always, here's our reminder of Supreme Court rulings to date:

Indictment of Dozy Don’s Enemies List Grows: From Comey to Schiff, Nobody’s Safe From the Mad King’s VendettaJames Comey

Dozy Don is no longer pretending. He’s not even bothering with the usual fig leaf of justice or due process. On Friday, before jetting off to the Ryder Cup (because of course golf takes precedence over governing), Donny made it clear: more of his “enemies” will be hauled before the courts like dissidents in a banana republic.

“It’s not a list, but I think there’ll be others,” the Mad King muttered on the White House lawn. Not a list? Please. The man’s been working off a laminated enemies list since 2016, tucked in between the Big Macs and the ketchup packets.

We’ve already seen what his revenge looks like: the Department of Justice, now fully house-trained, obligingly indicted James Comey for the crime of—wait for it—saying something in 2020 that contradicted Donny’s fever dreams. The case is so weak that even prosecutors originally laughed it out of the room. Don’s solution? Fire the U.S. attorney who refused to play ball and replace him with a loyalist aide with zero prosecutorial experience. Lindsey Halligan promptly marched into the grand jury and scraped together just enough votes to make it look official.

But Donny’s appetite isn’t sated. Oh no. Next on his hit parade: New York Attorney General Letitia James, who had the gall to sue him for fraud; Adam Schiff, whose crime was leading impeachment; John Brennan, who once told the truth about Russian election meddling; and John Bolton, his former mustachioed national security adviser who dared to write a book instead of a love letter.

This isn’t justice. It’s vengeance—petty, performative, and profoundly dangerous. Donny is running the DOJ like it’s his personal enforcer, a goon squad in suits. Pam Bondi, his attorney general-cum-loyal poodle, is publicly egged on via Truth Social posts that read less like presidential proclamations and more like ransom notes written in ketchup.

The spectacle is grotesque: democracy twisted into Donny’s personal vendetta machine. He doesn’t just want to punish his critics—he wants to grind them into dust while the rest of us watch, slack-jawed, as the Constitution is shredded one indictment at a time.

But hey, at least he still has time for golf. Priorities, right?

FBI fires agents kneeling in protest

The FBI has just purged as many as 20 of its own agents, most of them tied to a 2020 moment when agents dared to kneel alongside George Floyd protesters in Washington, D.C. What had once been treated as a savvy act of de-escalation is now being recast, under Donny’s second term, as heresy. Fifteen of those fired were directly connected to that single kneeling incident, according to people briefed on the matter.

The decision comes after a so-called “review” by the bureau’s inspection division and its general counsel. The FBI won’t comment, of course, but the Agents Association blasted Director Kash Patel’s leadership, saying the firings trampled due-process rights and weakened the bureau’s ability to retain talent. “Patel’s dangerous new pattern of actions are weakening the Bureau… ultimately putting our nation at greater risk,” they warned.

It’s hard not to see the purge for what it is: political theater masquerading as discipline. Back in 2020, the kneeling worked. It defused tensions in the streets, sparing what could have been a bloody confrontation. At the time, top FBI brass reviewed the incident and concluded no rules had been broken. But under the Mad King’s second reign, that kind of nuance doesn’t fly. Loyalty is the only policy.

This round of firings is part of a broader Trump-era effort to “root out” so-called woke or politicized elements. Translation: anyone who doesn’t salute Donny’s crusade. The Justice Department is now reviewing the conduct of over 1,500 agents whose cases crossed Trumpworld. Just last month, two senior officials were axed, one for the sin of resisting efforts to identify agents tied to Jan. 6 investigations.

So let’s call this what it is: an ideological cleansing. Twenty careers ended, not for corruption, not for incompetence, but for kneeling, literally kneeling, in a moment of conscience. That’s the bar now.

King Don’s Firing Fetish

In his endless quest to prove that everything in America belongs to him, from the courts to the weather, Donny has now set his sights on corporate HR. His latest tantrum? Demanding that Microsoft immediately terminate Lisa Monaco, their President of Global Affairs, because she’s had the audacity to be a persistent thorn in his bloated side.

Retribution as Policy

This is less about “corporate accountability” and more about Donny’s favorite pastime: score-settling. Forget governing. Forget policy. Forget the economy teetering like one of his casinos circa 1992. What really matters is making sure anyone who ever so much as raises an eyebrow at the throne gets publicly flogged. It’s transparent, it’s petty, and it’s exactly the kind of political theater the Mad King adores.

Authoritarian 101

The move is classic Trumpism: punish the critic, dress it up as patriotic duty, and dare anyone to call it what it is — a grotesque abuse of power. Once upon a time, leaders at least pretended to separate politics from private enterprise. Donny doesn’t bother. He wants you to see it. To know it. To internalize the lesson: dissent equals unemployment.

The Message Behind the Madness

The chilling part? It’s working. CEOs are already learning that survival in Donny’s America means nodding like dashboard bobbleheads while he dismantles democracy one vendetta at a time. Lisa Monaco’s only “crime” is refusing to play along. And for that, the full weight of the presidential ego is crashing down on her.

This isn’t just petty. It’s corrosive. It’s another thread pulled from the fabric of democratic norms, another reminder that Donny isn’t content ruling the White House — he wants to micromanage the boardrooms too. What’s next? An executive order dictating who gets the corner office at Google? A loyalty oath for baristas at Starbucks?

One thing’s certain: in Donny's America, your job security is only as safe as your last compliment to the King.