Trump’s responses to the “No Kings” protests
Well now, I don’t rightly know when a man started actin’ like a king when folks expect him to be a president. But there he goes, Mr. Trump, sayin’ he “doesn’t feel like a king”—and then postin’ a video of himself wearin’ a crown and dumpin’ brown sludge, or somethin’ that looks like it, on the protesters. As I always say: you can’t be holdin’ the sceptre one minute and pretend to duck the cape the next.
Millions of folks turned out, they say—over two thousand rallies across the country, in every state. They marched peaceful-like, carryin’ signs, wieldin’ humor and conviction more than clubs or shields. And here’s Mr. Trump, puttin’ the crown on and pretendin’ the word “king” don’t apply, even as he’s figuratively coronatin’ himself in pixels and mock-royal gear.
Now, in my day, when somebody feels the need to hide his face behind hoverin’ helmets, sludge-bombs, or crowns, well—he’s got somethin’ to hide. This ain’t about style, it’s about substance. The people speak, when they speak in those numbers, and the man in charge best listen quieter than a church mouse in Sunday meeting. Showin’ up with a mock jet, sayin’ “King Trump,” and tossin’ mud ain’t statesmanship—it’s spectacle.
So here’s my advice from the fence: a leader worth his salt don’t need a crown or a mock fighter jet to command respect. What he needs is to hear the folks, treat ’em like citizens—not subjects—then straighten things out. Otherwise he’ll find himself rule-makin’ in a republic when the republic’s already started walkin’ the other way.