Because it is pertinent to the context and theme of the present writing, we have chosen to repeat the memorable public remarks of Donald J. Trump on Veterans’ Day at Arlington National Cemetery. Referring to the many hundreds of young casualties of the Second World War, as “suckers” and “losers,” he shamelessly expostulated, “What was in it for them?” Such pitilessly sociopathic statements will not earn him a reference in the book “Profiles in Courage” and are notably relevant to the theme and context of this writing. It is universally known that the celebrated speaker dodged the draft by the asserted diagnosis of “ankle spurs,” as attested to by a family-friendly physician.
Donald J. Trump, the sole intended beneficiary of his lifetime of acts and statements, after his election to the Presidency, demonstrated blatant cognitive dissonance by his affinity for waging war against countries perceived as non-compliant with his arbitrarily defined image as a friend of the United States. The telling standard for the latter designation was the recalcitrance of the foreign nation to do his bidding; the latter dynamics, usually dependent upon his limited understanding of international relations or, quite often, a needed diversion from his incompetent and improper rule ( viz., Economy, consumer prices, and/or miscreant behavior (“Epstein -gate”).
Donald Trump has sent countless “suckers” and “losers” and expended untold billions of dollars from the National Treasury to bomb and make war on other sovereign nations through the bombing of Iran, Nigeria, Somalia, Syria, and Venezuela. To add illegality to jingoism, he has chosen (and, shockingly, gotten away with) the declaration of war without the mandatory consent of Congress.
Our “bone spur” Genghis Khan has not hesitated to blatantly, illegally, and impulsively commit thousands of American “suckers” and “losers” to war, in the neurotic and hubristic desire to win approbation of himself, at any cost, including human lives and the good of the Nation.
Unlike the protagonist in Stephen Crane’s 1985 novel “The Red Badge of Courage,” the only conceivable red stain on Trump’s gold-leafed White House would be the ketchup from one of the neurotic leader’s quotidian McDonald’s hamburgers.
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