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Trump, moments before promising to file something with the Supreme Court and then getting distracted by his own Truth Social post.
Documenting the chaos since day one — one awful day at a time.

Trump, moments before promising to file something with the Supreme Court and then getting distracted by his own Truth Social post.

Lindsey Graham, shown in archival footage from his ‘brief resistance’ era, before discovering that the real statesmanship was the groveling we made along the way.

Robert F. Kennedy Jr and Donald Trump, seen here workshopping new ways to lose the germ war to the 18th century.

Brendan Carr lovingly cradling a TV license like a hostage note addressed to the First Amendment.
The Brendan Carr–run FCC has decided that if you can’t win the argument, you can always threaten the broadcast license. After Donald and Melania Trump got mad at ABC, the agency yanked eight ABC stations into an “extremely unusual” early license renewal process, because nothing says “small government” like using federal power to punish a late-night host.
A bipartisan lineup of former FCC heavyweights — Reagan’s Mark Fowler, George HW Bush’s Alfred Sikes, Obama’s Tom Wheeler, and assorted top staff — filed a blistering warning that this stunt is “unprecedented” and a “grave violation” of both the Communications Act and the Constitution. Translation: this isn’t edgy deregulation; it’s the government putting a gun on the table and pointing it at the press. They note that the petitions from the Media Research Center and the Center for American Rights demand the FCC police “bias” and editorial choices, which is a polite legal way of saying: state-run media, but make it American.
The ex-officials spell it out: Carr and the Trump administration are running a “sustained campaign” of legal threats against outlets that air speech Trump dislikes, sending a “chilling message” to every broadcaster in the country — air criticism and we’ll see how much you like license limbo. ABC’s stations now get to sit in regulatory purgatory with no clear timeline, watching a supposedly independent agency test-drive the idea that the First Amendment is optional if the president’s feelings are hurt.

Laura Loomer surveys a war zone while auditioning to be Secretary of State for People With 3 Million Followers and No Actual Expertise.
Laura Loomer, professional MAGA fire alarm and Trump’s favorite conspiracy megaphone, just got a guided tour of war-ravaged Ukraine — red carpet, rubble, and all. For years she’s called Ukraine a "Nazi state" and railed against US aid, but after being flown around the destruction like it’s a very bleak influencer collab, she’s now decided she was duped by "Russian propaganda" and is suddenly very sorry to President Zelensky.
The BBC politely calls this a "shift in stance"; the rest of us call it what it is: a test run for the Trump-era foreign policy model, where geopolitics is outsourced to whichever loyalist with a ring light and a Telegram channel can get five minutes with Trump between golf holes. Ukrainian officials clearly see Loomer as a potential backchannel into a future Trump White House, because nothing says "serious ally in a major land war" like courting the woman whose brand is being too unhinged for most right-wing platforms.
So now, instead of dealing with diplomats, policy experts, or people who can find Ukraine on a map without squinting, we’re looking at Zelensky trying to secure his country’s survival by managing the vibes of the MAGA influencer ecosystem. If Trump wins, State Department cables might as well be replaced with DMs to whoever last rage-posted about "globalists" on Truth Social — and Loomer just auditioned for the role.

Jon Ossoff waves to voters while explaining that, under Trump, "public service" now includes negotiating your own IRS audit and launching a crypto empire from the Resolute Desk.
Half a century after Richard Nixon resigned in disgrace, we’ve finally answered the question: how low can the bar go? According to Vice President J.D. Vance, Watergate would now be a 12-hour story, which is a polite way of saying that compared to Trump’s second-term cash grab, Nixon looks like he got impeached for forgetting to return a library book. As Rep. Jamie Raskin puts it, Watergate was a Cub Scout prank; Trump’s Washington is the fully weaponized Ponzi scheme version of public service.
Watchdog groups have now tallied the highlights of America’s first openly pay-per-view presidency: a cozy settlement between Trump and his own government that just happens to keep the IRS from auditing the Trump family, well-timed stock trades in companies directly tied to administration policy, and outside crypto ventures that have mysteriously made his net worth explode. Trump’s explanation for making zero effort to limit his family’s business dealings this term? He told the New York Times he "found out that nobody cared" and complained he got no credit for not grifting quite as hard the first time. This is not a confession; it’s a programming note.
Into this smoldering ethics crater walk Democrats like Jamie Raskin and Jon Ossoff, trying to convince voters that maybe, just maybe, the president shouldn’t be allowed to sign a deal with his own IRS and day-trade off his own policies while his kids run global side hustles. Polling shows nearly everyone thinks corruption is a massive problem and that government is working for the ultra-wealthy and well-connected — which, to be fair, the Trump family has treated as more of a business plan than a criticism. The question isn’t whether Democrats can fix ethics rules; it’s whether voters will bother to demand rules at all in a system where the president openly says he kept cashing in because the public shrugged.

Gianni Infantino and Donald Trump enjoying the World Cup while democracy and basic ethics are shown a straight red off camera.

Cracker Barrel’s true core product: not biscuits and gravy, but a nostalgic white guy leaning on a barrel and the presidential rage that protects him.
Julie Masino is stepping down as CEO of Cracker Barrel, nearly a year after discovering the hard way that the most dangerous role in American business is Chief Logo Officer Under Trumpism. The company tried to modernize by quietly retiring "Uncle Herschel," the overalls-wearing man leaning against a barrel, and was immediately accused of being both "woke" and "sterile and soulless"—a fun two-for-one special in reactionary branding discourse.
Donald Trump, who apparently has nothing more pressing to do than rage-scroll restaurant logos, jumped in to demand on social media: “WTF is wrong with Cracker Barrel?!” and insisted the company "admit a mistake." The corporation, bravely standing up for its creative vision, instantly folded and reverted to the old logo, because nothing says corporate independence like obeying a 79-year-old man’s all-caps tantrum about a drawing.
Masino later told Glenn Beck she felt "fired by America," which is one way to describe being publicly flogged because you offended the nation’s most powerful nostalgia cult. Meanwhile, the article casually notes Cracker Barrel’s actual history of discrimination against LGBTQ+ workers and Black customers, reminding everyone that the real scandal in conservative America isn’t decades of racist and homophobic practices—it’s what happens to the cartoon on the sign.
As new CEO David Deno gushes about Cracker Barrel’s “timeless appeal” and “deep connection with guests across generations,” the political boycotts roll on: Democrats and Republicans alike are now shopping based on vibes and vendettas, while Trump and his imitators keep turning basic corporate decisions into loyalty tests. The message to CEOs is clear: you can systematically discriminate and settle for millions, but if you touch the culture-war comfort food mascot, that’s when the pitchforks come out.

Anthony Fauci tries to explain epidemiology to a man whose primary concern is Nielsen ratings and re-election vibes.

Trump and Zelenskyy, seen here during one of the brief intervals when U.S. foreign policy wasn’t being made by tantrum and Telegram post.

Andrew Tate, fresh off the Trump administration’s VIP extradition-avoidance program, posing like a budget Bond villain for the manosphere fan club.
Andrew and Tristan Tate — the misogynist influencers turned alleged rapist–sex trafficker duo — didn’t just wander into America. They were effectively airlifted in, after some suspiciously well-timed “diplomatic moves” from the Trump administration helped them leave Romania, where they were under house arrest on serious charges, and resettle in the U.S. Their lawyer all but winked into the camera: “Do the math. These guys are on the plane.” Now they’ve been re-arrested in Miami and face extradition to the UK, but not before enjoying a comfy stint as imported culture-war mascots for MAGA.
On the right, the Tates aren’t an aberration; they’re the user manual. Trump’s “grab ’em by the pussy” presidency normalized a politics where male supremacy is the glue holding together Christian theocrats, Silicon Valley eugenics bros, podcast warlords, and every guy whose personality is just three hours of YouTube rage. Tate’s alleged real-world violence simply matches the rhetoric: domination of women as entertainment, business model, and political identity.
The punchline: Democrats are mostly treating this as a scheduling conflict rather than a political gift. Instead of hanging Trump with his own pet predators and making the Tate saga Exhibit A in how MAGA’s hatred of women bleeds into hatred of democracy, party strategists are busy panic-fundraising $20m for “Speaking with American Men” and recruiting “manly man” candidates to reassure fragile dudes that feminism won’t steal their truck. The result is a stunning bipartisan consensus: male supremacy is a serious, structural problem … that no one in power actually wants to confront.

Todd Blanche, seen here auditioning to turn the Department of Justice into the Department of Protecting Powerful Friends From Epstein Fallout.

Trump pondering whether to label your Shein haul a national security threat or just tax it into oblivion.
Donald Trump has discovered a bold new way to defend the homeland: slapping tariffs on your $12 polyester jumpsuit. Fast-fashion behemoth Shein just reported a $99m quarterly loss after Trump killed the long-standing de minimis import duty exemption on small packages, the thing that let Americans buy cheap garbage from overseas without paying extra for the privilege. The White House wrapped the move in the usual apocalyptic language about "evading tariffs" and "funneling deadly synthetic opioids" – because of course your $7 crop top is now a national security threat.
The executive order didn’t just target China and Hong Kong anymore; Trump expanded it to cover basically everyone, because why stop at one trade war when you can have a global one by pen stroke? Shein’s US sales took a hit, and the company is now floating price hikes for American customers while it slouches toward a Hong Kong IPO after being iced out of New York and London. So Trump gets to cosplay tariff tough guy again, corporations reshuffle their listings to more oligarch-friendly venues, and US shoppers get to pay more for disposable outfits that will disintegrate after three washes. Truly, the art of the deal lives on.

Tom Homan, Trump’s border czar, bravely announcing that maybe the guy with a documented history of alleged abuse shouldn’t have been handed a federal gun and a hunting license for immigrants.
Tom Homan, Trump’s freshly-minted “border czar”, has had a stunning revelation: maybe the ICE officer who allegedly abused multiple ex-wives and then shot and killed 25-year-old Colombian man Joan Sebastián Durán Guerrero in Maine shouldn’t have been hired with a gun and federal authority. Only took a dead migrant and two ex-wives publicly describing a “persistent pattern of abuse, intimidation, manipulation, fear and control” for anyone in charge to wonder if handing this guy a badge was a bad call.
Homan now wants to know how the vetting process “failed,” asking whether the information “was not available” or if they “did not know”. Fascinating questions to raise after the killing, given that Democrats like Bennie Thompson are pointing out the obvious: if this guy cleared ICE vetting, the vetting is garbage. Meanwhile, this is the second ICE killing in July — the other in Texas, where the “meth” in the van turned out to be a salt mix construction workers used as electrolytes — and neither case has body camera footage. So Homan’s big reform is to finally mandate body cams on vehicle stops, a policy upgrade that lands like installing a smoke detector in a house that’s already burned down.
But don’t worry, we’re told these are “rare instances,” as if that’s comforting when the “rare instances” involve unvetted, allegedly abusive officers killing migrants and then hiding behind missing video, contradictory lab results, and internal investigations that promise, someday, to tell us whether anyone in power should face consequences. The border security apparatus keeps insisting it’s about “law and order,” while the only consistent order is shoot first, paperwork later, accountability never.

The Trump White House media strategy: violate copyright, violate the War Powers Resolution, and hope the beat drops louder than the body count.

Amb. Mike Waltz explains that in Trump’s America, a signed nuclear deal is less a commitment and more a suggestion pending the leader’s next mood swing.

The global commons, now featuring dynamic pricing, surge fees, and one very orange tollbooth operator.

Ushers at a Haitian church in Springfield, still under the quaint illusion that "law-abiding" and "hardworking" mattered to this administration.

Trump warns of a terrifying communist resurgence, bravely standing up to the existential threat of… New York City socialists who want healthcare and rent control.

Local journalist, freshly defunded by the freedom-loving small-government authoritarians, attempts the daring new business model known as "begging listeners to keep basic civic information alive."