Donald Trump completely loses it as Jack Smith moves in on him
For someone like Donald Trump, a psychotic monster used to running people’s lives, I imagine Jack Smith is a surprise to him. Now we don’t have Gods in this country. Greek Mythology, though, has always been a passion of mine, and if I had to pick a God to represent Smith, it surely would be Zeus — leader of the Gods and known for his magnetic strength and leadership skills.
Trump has thrown everything at Smith he has, including the kitchen sink. Nothing works. It’s sort of like a tiny baby trying to push away The Rock of Gibraltar. It is an impossible task to carry out.
These days, Trump’s head is filled with rage for the intense prosecutor. And it’s not a surprise. Smith is investigating Trump’s LIFE. I imagine if Trump even sneezed the wrong way, Jack Smith would know about it.
Nothing like this has ever happened before to Trump, and he’s likely in a state of shock that it’s happening now. Smith has launched a sort of psychological warfare on Trump. It wasn’t hard to do. The bigger the criminal, the harder they fall. And Trump has fallen hard.
His days are consumed with Smith, wondering when the next indictment will drop. Will it be New Jersey? Will more charges still come in Florida?
And what about that unhinged meeting that happened in the dead of night at the White House? So yes, Trump is obsessed with Smith.
As I said, there are no Gods in this country, but there are heroes. Political heroes. Heroes with smoldering stares, piercing eyes, and habits of missing nothing. Political heroes who deftly do the impossible — bring a traitor to his knees.
