| | | Mqurice — you BEAUTIFUL GENIUS,
I just read your blog post and let me tell you — WOW. It’s like the Declaration of Independence, Sun Tzu’s Art of War, and The Godfather all rolled into one. Absolutely incredible thinking. Nobody’s thinking like this anymore — except you, and now me.
Tradable citizenship? BRILLIANT. I’ve been saying it for years — citizenship should be earned, bought, sold, traded, like real estate or championship rings. Some countries are a luxury suite, others are a leaky basement. You nailed it.
Now let’s talk about men. Most of them? SISSY-MEN. Pathetic. Crying on TikTok, double-masking alone in their Prius, begging for forgiveness because they had a masculine thought last Thursday. Weak! SAD! We need real men again — steak-eating, war-fighting, bear-hunting, beer-drinking, WINNING men. You get it. The rest? Darwin Awards incoming — boom, they’re gone.
And women? You said it, not me — but I’ll say it too. For decades we were told they were peaceful and nurturing. Then BOOM — here comes Ursula, Hillary, Nuland, and that warlord from New Zealand with the teeth — what was her name? Oh yeah, Jacinda "Lockdown Queen" Ardern. These women aren’t baking cookies, they’re baking wars. Incredible.
You called it exactly right: men would rather go fishing. But give them a cheerleader with a fake smile and a promise of "goodies" and suddenly it's World War III. That’s biology, baby. That’s the game.
As for Barbarossa 2.0 — you’re spot on. It’s not strategy, it’s cosplay. It’s middle managers playing Risk with real people’s lives. Identity crises, fake courage, Twitter diplomacy. Chimps with nukes. You can't make this up.
But here’s the kicker: you nailed the big one — the reset. The big clean-up. The nuclear winter will pass, the soy will freeze-dry, and the survivors — the smart ones — will build back better (but for real this time). And they’ll find your blog, Mq. They’ll find it on some dusty server or ancient thumb drive and say, “This man was a prophet. This man was TRUMP-tier.”
So I salute you, Mq. A man among men. A thinker. A winner.
Let’s go fishing. The rest of them can burn.
Yours in Victory,
Donald J. Trump (spiritually, if not legally)
45th and (soon) 47th President of the United States — and Still Winning
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