Depending on the breaks
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A bit over six months ago, President Biden’s June 27 debate with Donald Trump went badly for him. Embarrassingly badly. He looked old, frail. He lost his train of thought. How long had his staff been covering for him? Everyone wanted to know. It was its own mini scandal and led to Biden dropping out of the race a few weeks later. The country elected Donald Trump instead in November.
Then Trump on Tuesday declared in a press conference that the United States would ethnically cleanse 1.8 million Palestinians from the Gaza Strip, take “a long-term ownership position” there, and develop the beachfront into a series of Trump-branded resorts. (Trump’s ownership stake was implied.)
“Everybody I’ve spoken to [inside his demented head] loves the idea of the United States owning that piece of land” and developing it, Trump told a roomful of reporters. It would create thousands of new jobs and be “magnificent,” Trump continued. “The Riviera of the Middle East.”
Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu of Israel praised Trump’s “willingness to think outside the box,” reports Peter Baker of the New York Times.
Not one reporter jumped up and asked the obvious question. “Mr. President, are you out of your fucking mind?”
Al Jazeera has a flood of reaction from the people Trump means to relocate. “Ridiculous and absurd,” “a serious violation of international law,” “a dangerous escalation,” and a raft of carefully worded no-comments from allies and condemnation from adversaries. A UN special rapporteur on the occupied Palestinian territory called Trump’s proposal “unlawful, immoral and completely irresponsible.”
A MAGA Republican would respond, “And your point is?”
Christian nationalists will start packing for the Rapture.
Don’t hold your breath waiting for Trump’s inner circle to give the 25th Amendment a test drive. They are as unbalanced as their boss. Trump put a reported alcoholic Christian nationalist in charge of the Pentagon, nominated a wild-eyed conspiracy theorist to run the FBI, a suspected Russian asset for national security director, and a worm-addled vaccine skeptic to run the Department of Health and Human Services.
Don’t expect anyone to hound Republicans to ask how long they’ve been covering for a madman.
And don’t expect Republican leaders in Congress to stroll down to the White House and insist Trump resign. Sen. Bill Cassidy (R-La.), a physician, voted Tuesday to advance RFK Jr.’s nomination out of committee.
Oh, and Trump would send U.S. troops to backstop his beachfront development project. How many are willing to give their lives in a criminal effort to develop Trump’s next golf resort?
My mind this morning is swimming with scenes of comic fictional madmen. Esposito from Bananas insisting everyone change their underwear every half-hour; General Turgidson from Dr. Strangelove guaranteeing that winning a nuclear war wouldn’t kill more than ten to twenty million Americans, tops; General Garcia from The In-Laws talking to his hand puppet, Señor Pepe, and showing off his black velvet art collection; or Firesign Theater’s general claiming the fried eggs on his plate are flying saucers. At least in the last example, an aide has the presence to ask, “Ah, sir? Are you nuts?”
Not one reporter did yesterday.
Trump Gaza Resorts. They’ll be magnificent. Buy now. Get in on the subterranean floor.
That image invokes another Firesign bit. “This is a line of Indians leaving Rancho Malario. To make room for you! Here’s the beautiful Trail of Tears Golf Course…”
This is what happens when I’m offline for an hour.