Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Beautifully written by Shakespeare. And how truly
deeply and actually nowadays.
But meanwhile on the other coast.
A man is so self confident that is feeling himself as
a king, that might rule the world.
The sophisticated propaganda of Trump starts crashing
down and transforms into dust.
I would like just to point out the main terrifying
things about what he did lately and there is no need to speak again how it
sounds asynchronously with his propaganda before the elections and
how absurd is his behaviour afterwards.
He fired the director of the FBI for failing to demonstrate personal loyalty to
him.
Shortly
afterwards tried to intimidate his former FBI director into silence by
threatening to release secret records of their conversations.
He encouraged
America’s intelligence chiefs to undermine the FBI’s Russia probe.
It was very ugly that he undermined the international cooperation on climate change and America’s
credibility.
A highly
classified Israeli intelligence was shared with a core ally of Israel’s top
geopolitical foe.
And afterwards
publicly confirmed that he had done so.
Trump also abandoned an alliance with a longtime Middle East ally over Twitter.
The great error – he released a budget with a $2 trillion math mistake.
What was very crude – he shoved the prime minister of Montenegro out of his
way, so that he could stand at the front of a group of NATO leaders.
Unbelievable!
During his visit in Israel he signed Yad Vashem’s Book of Remembrance as though
it were a middle-school yearbook. Just compare it with Obama’s writing!
Talking about kings I may not avoid quoting my
favourite author Stephen King:
"A remarkable combination of
unhinged and dumb as dirt."
"Time to start talking impeachment. Really. Enough is
enough."
And as my favourite Metallica sing:
Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
Just to play the King
But the castle;s crumbled and you’re left with just a name
Where is your crown, King Nothing?
US President Donald Trump is crossing very difficultly
the wires, probably because it’s quite impossibly hard to wear even an
imaginary crown trying to equilibrate between promises, lies and reality!
Crownless or there is nothing to wear. Both and nothing.