I wonder if Trump is nothing more than his name, nature's trump card, played in order to create the common ground humans have needed to exist for so long in order to finally unite? A pawn being moved in the cosmic game of chess he knows nothing of. The swansong of an archaic form of power clinging to cruelties it tells itself are former glories. Forced now to finally show its hand and go all in/out in its last stand.
It is possible for him to be the one poison capable of destroying the system that gave birth to him. Through the shameless and unapologetic use of his unjust freedoms, making visible and flaunting before all the way in which the previously unseen ways power could dominate and control its people at will, choosing instead to convert every act made into a symbolic currency that feeds his haemorrhaging ego and, he hopes, will carry him through to calmer waters on the other side.
He has chosen to become the unadulterated embodiment of what the capitalist system will allow to be created, but is making the fatal error of disclosing to the world exactly how and why he is doing it. As the truth about his agenda is evermore unveiled, by Trump himself, the ambiguity which he once could utilise to garner the support of those in a decisive limbo begins to evaporate, before finally only the hardcore, absolute disciples who have already made their decision to follow him to the bitter end no matter what transpires remain.
Having to ingest such a distilled concentration of power which has at last decided to abandon all fears about its appearance and intentions being judged I feel will lead to many people within Trump's camp to soon become violently sick. Vomiting up all that they have tried to stomach for so long in a desperate attempt to purge themselves.
In this way Trump helps to accelerate the formation of a global common ground through his demonstration to the world that man's power ought to be respected precisely because it has become so powerful, and therefore should be prioritized over our planet's ability to keep sustaining life. A delusion which we must snap out of finding so comically absurd and resist the urge to scoff at the manner in which we are entering potential oblivion.
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