There is a touch of unreality, of implausibility in what we are seeing since Donald Trump’s extraordinary return to power in North America and, subsequently, in the free world. Everything that could not be offered is offered, announcing what could barely be said in a whisper. I don’t know if Trump will make America great again, but for now he’s making it very entertaining. From the first meetings. There was already in his extraordinary campaign an echo of motley crew of so many Hollywood films, this team made up of members from diverse backgrounds united for one mission, the Twelve from the gallowsTHE Magnificent SevenTHE Avengers.
In this case, those who miss progress and the Democratic Party have gone mad, and even the young girl, Tulsi Gabbard, has not disappeared. He had and still has the prototype of the victim of globalization to whom the Trumpist message is addressed, the future vice-president DJ Vance, son of a broken family from the Midwest, in the Rust Belt, who started by hating Trump .
There was and still is the eccentric, brilliant and probably neurodivergent billionaire Elon Musk, with the cinematic detail of having his eyes opened for a personal reason, the estrangement from his son-turned-daughter due to gender indoctrination .
He was and is the scion of a revered Washington political lineage, the son of an assassinated man and a full-blooded Democrat, Robert F. Kennedy Jr. The Indian-origin businessman who ran his campaign opposition to wokismVivek Ramaswamy. To the most followed journalist in the world, He The man who interviewed PutinTucker Carlson. And to the already mentioned young Indo-Am lieutenant colonel from Hawaii, who went from running in the Democratic presidential primaries to being on an FBI blacklist for being spied on and monitored, Tulsi Gabbard.
But now we must divide the burdens and complete the Team Aand here Trump’s decisions have led the “regime press” to the paroxysm of anti-Trump delirium syndrome. The two businessmen – Musk and Ramaswamy, Batman and Robin – will be responsible for controlling the administration’s accounts so that no taxpayer dollars are wasted and putting the ax in the bureaucracy, which is already trembling in anticipation of massive layoffs.
The renegade Kennedy will take charge of the health of Americans, fat and ultra-medicated, at the head of Health, with the pharmaceutical industry as his sworn enemy.
Gabbard will then head the same services that put her on the blacklist of citizens suspected of being able to woke upat the head of the intelligence services, in the purest spirit of Trumpist “punishment”. And the first meetings outside the Sacred Circle were no less funny. How about entrusting the organization of the world’s largest army to a veteran TV talk show host who has the Crusader motto “Deus Vult” (God Wills) tattooed on his right bicep?
Not to mention Tom Homan, the new border czar, a guy you’d expect to find like sheriff in a lost city in deep America. Homan is a tough man, of few words and with iron determination. When he was asked some time ago on television if there was no solution, at a time when the expulsions of illegal immigrants are beginning, to avoid the separation of families, he replied: “Of course that there are: expel them together.”
But probably no nomination has provoked such a mixture of terror and outrage within the Democratic caucus as the rise of Matt Gaetz, the enfant terrible from the House of Representatives, without a single hair on his tongue, to the Attorney General’s Office. John Ratcliffe, who was already director of national intelligence under Trump, is given the dangerous mission of destroying the deep state within US intelligence as the new director of the CIA.
There are other names that are more boring, even worrying for the most anti-interventionists, such as that of Senator Marco Rubio for the key position of Secretary of State. But, for the moment, a revolutionary team at the head of the world’s leading power remains to be digested.
