Rick Wilson - The Silence of the Generals [View all]

Here’s the thing, and you know it in your bones: That speech was insane. Not “politician riffing” insane. Not “grandpa got a little too stoked on Adderall” insane.

It was the kind of rambling, aggrieved, slack-jawed performance you get when a man has fused his ego to a teleprompter and still can’t find the plot. Donald Trump shuffled out, tried to grunt his way through a “speech” that was really just a slurry of “Sir” stories, self-fellation, and absurd lies … and then inevitably fell back into the only narrative he’s truly capable of sustaining: grievance, fantasy, and the endless autobiographical fan fiction where he alone is hero, martyr, and field marshal.

And the room knew it.

This wasn’t the county GOP Lincoln Dinner; this was a forced assembly of America’s senior military leadership, men and women who manage more complexity before breakfast than Trump, Pete Hegseth, and their entire MAGA cosplay corps could comprehend in a lifetime.

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