Macron Handshake

INT. TRUMP TOWER – EXECUTIVE SUITE – NIGHT

City lights burn below. Gold-leaf ceiling above. Patrick Bateman and Donald Trump stand near the window, sipping scotch, eyes full of conquest and contempt. The TV behind them replays the infamous Trump-Macron handshake—white-knuckled, awkward, primal.


PATRICK BATEMAN
(watching the replay, amused)
Look at that. Macron trying to siphon off power from your hand like some kind of political parasite. Absurd. The man’s a beta. Not even six feet tall.

DONALD TRUMP
(snorts)
Five-seven at best. They say five-nine, but come on. I’ve stood next to the guy. He’s tiny. Trembles when I enter a room.

PATRICK BATEMAN
Exactly. He’s what we used to call in the Ivy League a “manlet.” Napoleon complex with a bank account. Overcompensating with forceful gestures and empty charm.

DONALD TRUMP
(grinning)
I felt it too, Patrick. That grip? It was desperate. Like he thought if he squeezed hard enough, he’d absorb me. Like I’m some kind of golden battery.

PATRICK BATEMAN
(smirks)
But you held firm. You didn’t flinch. That’s alpha. That’s dominance psychology. He blinked first. That’s all that matters.

DONALD TRUMP
Everyone saw it. All the generals. All the leaders. They said, “Sir, you crushed him. Just like you crushed NAFTA. Just like you crushed the debates.”

PATRICK BATEMAN
(leaning in)
Macron reads The Prince. You are The Prince.

DONALD TRUMP
(preening slightly)
He’s all theory. I’m action. I build towers. He builds metaphors.

PATRICK BATEMAN
And when he touches your hand, it’s like he’s trying to climb a ladder he’ll never reach. Because you’re not just tall, Donald. You’re high status. Macron? He’s just a well-dressed civil servant with a trophy wife and delusions of Caesar.

DONALD TRUMP
(laughs)
That’s good. I’m going to use that. “Well-dressed civil servant.” Classic.


They clink glasses. The screen freezes on Macron’s grimace, Trump’s smirk. A silent visual thesis on dominance.

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Ivana Trump

INT. TRUMP TOWER – NIGHT

Marble floors gleam. Gold everywhere. A painting of Donald Trump hangs above the fireplace like Caesar in Manhattan. Patrick Bateman sips from a crystal tumbler of 30-year-old Macallan. Donald Trump paces proudly, showing off his skyscraper like a man introducing his kingdom. The conversation drifts to ghosts of the past.


PATRICK BATEMAN
(smirking, sharp in Valentino)
You know, Donald, I always admired Ivana. She had… edge. Czech frost. The kind of cold beauty you could carve diamonds on.

DONALD TRUMP
(stops, eyes sparkle with nostalgia and a little disdain)
Ivana? Tremendous woman. Tremendous. Very strong. She could run a hotel better than most men I knew. But she wanted to be… in charge. And I don’t like being second place. Ever.

PATRICK BATEMAN
Of course not. Alpha to the bone. She had that Eastern Bloc toughness. Like she could have survived a Gulag… or run one.

DONALD TRUMP
Exactly! That’s what I used to say. “Ivana, you should be running Czechoslovakia.” I gave her the Plaza, let her run Atlantic City for a while—people forget that. But the problem is, Patrick, when you give too much power… they start thinking they’re the brand.

PATRICK BATEMAN
(leaning forward, intrigued)
And you’re not just the brand. You’re the empire.

DONALD TRUMP
That’s right. I’m Trump. The name is the business. Not her, not Marla, not even Melania. Me.

PATRICK BATEMAN
(chuckles)
It’s almost romantic. In a ruthless, Ayn Rand sort of way.

DONALD TRUMP
(grinning)
Ivana tried to negotiate the prenup. Big mistake. I told her: “You want half the kingdom? Build your own.” And she did—kind of. She’s got her hotels, her lines… Ivana Inc. But she was never Trump Inc.

PATRICK BATEMAN
That’s the thing about legacy. You either own it, or you get written out of it.

DONALD TRUMP
She got the money. I got the name. Fair trade. Besides, I upgraded.

PATRICK BATEMAN
(icy smile)
Like a car lease. Cold, efficient. Very… Reaganite.


They sip their scotch as the skyline glows behind them. Two men, high above the city, haunted by women and ambition, comparing notes on love, power, and brands.

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Trump Products

INT. TRUMP TOWER – EXECUTIVE SUITE – NIGHT
A storm of Manhattan neon reflects in the windows. Champagne chills beside a platter of rare steak. PATRICK BATEMAN, immaculate in Tom Ford, sits across from DONALD TRUMP, who’s wearing a navy suit and a red tie like a battlefield flag.

PATRICK BATEMAN (leaning back, eyes gleaming):
Donald… your brand portfolio is the most avant-garde expression of American excess I’ve ever seen.
The Trump Game? It’s Monopoly for sociopaths—perfect.
I bought four copies. Two to play, two to burn.

DONALD TRUMP (smirking):
It teaches winning. That’s what people forget. Life’s not fair. Trump: The Game is.
You either dominate or go bankrupt.

PATRICK BATEMAN (with reverence):
It belongs in MoMA. Post-capitalist abstraction in board game form.
Now… Trump Water.
I had it chilled to exactly 37.5 degrees. It’s clean. Strong.
It doesn’t just hydrate—it asserts itself.

DONALD TRUMP (nodding):
Most water’s weak. Mine’s not.
Comes from a secret American spring. We tested it—99.9% testosterone.

PATRICK BATEMAN (eyes widening):
That explains the flavor.
Now… the Trump Steaks.
Donald, those weren’t steaks. They were a challenge to mortality.
I served them at my Christmas party instead of cocaine.
People wept.

DONALD TRUMP (laughs):
They couldn’t handle the flavor.
Those steaks were aged with ambition.
Only reason they failed? America was too soft.

PATRICK BATEMAN:
Exactly. The world wasn’t worthy of them.
And don’t even get me started on Trump Vodka.
I drank half a bottle and tried to buy AT&T.

DONALD TRUMP (grinning):
I made vodka for people who hate vodka but love power.
It didn’t sell—too refined.

PATRICK BATEMAN (smirking):
That’s the tragedy of genius.
I still have three bottles locked in a vault. Next to my copy of Huey Lewis’s Hip to Be Square.
Both timeless. Both violent in their clarity.

DONALD TRUMP (with finality):
They’ll understand one day. All of it.
The game, the steaks, the water—
It was never just about products.
It was a lifestyle.

PATRICK BATEMAN (raising his glass):
To the man who turned consumption into philosophy.

DONALD TRUMP (raising his glass back):
To winning. Always.

The glasses clink. Somewhere in the distance, a golden elevator opens. Cue Phil Collins.

FADE OUT.

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Snake Watches the Fireworks

The desert night was eerily quiet, save for the distant rumble of jet engines and the staccato pulse of artillery echoing across the hills. Snake sat cross-legged on a rusted observation post high above the no-man’s land between Iran and Israel, chewing a half-burnt cigar. His bandana fluttered slightly in the dry wind, the glow from the distant explosions painting his face in red and orange hues.

“Fireworks,” he muttered, squinting into the horizon where flashes of light pierced the darkness. “Just like the Fourth of July… except no one’s free.”

He adjusted his infrared scope and watched a formation of drones arc like swarms of angry wasps over the border, their payloads illuminating the sky in a devastating light show. Somewhere down there, children screamed. Somewhere else, generals cheered.

Otacon’s voice crackled in his ear.
“Snake, that’s not a battlefield—it’s a graveyard in progress. What the hell are we even doing out here?”

Snake exhaled.
“Watching history repeat itself. They call it prophecy. I call it theater. And we’re the janitors.”

A massive detonation rocked the valley below. Snake didn’t flinch. He’d seen too many cities burn from rooftops, too many empires fall with the push of a button. This wasn’t war anymore. It was ritual.

“They’re fighting over holy land, Otacon. But the land isn’t holy. The blood is.”

Otacon sighed.
“You think we can stop it?”

“No.” Snake lit another cigar off a burning fragment that had landed nearby. “But we can witness it. Someone has to remember the truth after the smoke clears.”

Behind him, the stars blinked coldly. Below, fire danced on the Earth like judgment day had come early.

“Snake out.”

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Trump Versus the Persian Empire

Madman Theory 2.0
Location: Desert bunker overlooking the Iranian border, midnight

The air inside the steel shelter was thick with dust, radio static, and tension. Snake leaned against the concrete wall, arms crossed, his eyes locked on the flickering screen displaying missile trajectories. The door creaked open. In strode former President Donald J. Trump—dressed in a navy-blue suit and red tie, absurdly clean for a war zone.

TRUMP:
“Snake. Glad you could make it. I always said you were the best. People tell me that. Even Putin said it.”

Snake didn’t move. His gravelly voice cut through the silence like a knife.

SNAKE:
“You’re doing Nixon again.”

TRUMP (grinning):
“Nixon? Come on. I’m smarter. Much smarter. I perfected the madman theory. They’re afraid of me because I’m unpredictable. It’s genius, really.”

SNAKE:
“No. It’s recklessness disguised as strategy. Nixon used it to spook the Soviets. You’re using it on Persia. Problem is—Persia has patience. Thousands of years of it.”

TRUMP (shrugs):
“Look, Snake. These people respect strength. Fire and fury works. Peace through strength—Reagan said it. You blow up a few reactors, they’ll come to the table.”

Snake stepped forward, shadows carving hard lines into his face.

SNAKE:
“No, they’ll bury their dead and wait for revenge. You’re not playing chess—you’re flipping the board and calling yourself a winner.”

TRUMP (pointing):
“That’s where you’re wrong. I am the board. I built the game. And everybody wants to play—”

SNAKE (interrupting):
“You’re playing with fire in a region soaked in oil. One spark and the whole world goes up.”

Trump paused, just briefly. The bravado cracked for a second.

TRUMP:
“I just want to make America great again.”

SNAKE:
“Then stop trying to play God.”

Static hissed louder through the speakers. The screen lit up—an explosion on the Iranian side. Another convoy gone. Trump looked satisfied. Snake turned away in disgust.

SNAKE (muttering):
“History doesn’t repeat itself… but it rhymes. And you’re rhyming with madness.”

Trump looked out the window at the distant blaze.

TRUMP:
“Some call it madness. I call it art.”

SNAKE (cold):
“Tell that to the kids under the rubble.”

He walked out, the wind slamming the steel door behind him.

Outside, the desert trembled again.

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HAARP & The Deep State

Title: “Tremors of Truth: A Message from President Donald J. Trump”
As told by Donald Trump himself, straight from Mar-a-Lago.


Folks, it’s Donald J. Trump, your favorite president—possibly the only president who could stop the Deep State from cracking the Earth in half. I’m here with something very important. Maybe the most important message since Moses brought down the Ten Commandments—and those were good, very good commandments. But this is about HAARP.

Now, you might not know what HAARP is. Most people don’t. It’s the High-frequency Active Auroral Research Program—sounds technical, I know—but let me break it down. It’s a big machine, up in Alaska, and it can mess with the weather, the atmosphere… and maybe even the ground beneath your feet.

The Deep State? They’re planning to use HAARP to trigger the Revelation 16 earthquake. That’s right. The Big One. The Bible says:

“And there was a great earthquake, such as was not since men were upon the earth, so mighty an earthquake, and so great.” —Revelation 16:18.

A mega-quake. Coast to coast destruction. Biblical proportions.

But here’s the good news—great news, actually—if the U.S. military gives me control of HAARP, I won’t let it happen. I’ll dial it back. That’s right. Instead of a Revelation-level quake, we’ll do tiny tremors. Little ones. Beautiful little quakes that release pressure, keep things balanced. Earthquakes that make America stable again.

And I have the scripture to prove God’s on my side. Psalm 104:5—King David said it:

“He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.”

That’s the Trump Doctrine right there. The Earth? Should not be moved. Not by the Deep State. Not by globalists. Not by crooked scientists messing with tectonic plates. God said no. Trump says no. And we will not be moved.

Under my leadership, the military will take HAARP back from the swamp creatures. No more geo-engineering by guys who failed high school physics. We’ll put in very smart people—the best people. We’ll turn Revelation 16 into Psalm 104. And the world? It’ll shake a little—but it won’t break.

So to the military generals, I say this:
Give Trump HAARP, and I’ll make the Earth great again.

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Puppet of the Patriots

G.I. Joe Says the Fake Trump Assassination Was a Necessary Psyop

In a dramatic turn of events that’s shaking the alt-media world, G.I. Joe—the digital warrior turned whistleblower—has declared that the recent assassination attempt on Donald Trump was faked as part of a high-stakes psyop. According to Joe, the operation was “necessary” to secure Trump’s cooperation in testifying against the deep state forces that even QAnon fears to name: the Rockefeller and Rothschild dynasties.

“Trump is the key witness,” Joe said in a secure broadcast from an undisclosed location. “But he’ll only flip when he’s safe—in Slovenia—with Melania as President.”

The Patriot Network Responds

Leading alternative media figures Alex Jones, Mark Dice, and Paul Joseph Watson have come forward in a rare moment of consensus, urging Trump to come clean:

  • Alex Jones: “We’ve been saying it for years—the globalists are running the world. Trump knows where the bodies are buried. But we need him alive, protected, and willing to testify.”
  • Mark Dice: “The assassination attempt was theater, and the audience was the deep state. Trump had to fake it, like Epstein but with better PR.”
  • PJW: “The truth is stranger than fiction. Trump isn’t hiding. He’s positioning. Slovenia is neutral ground—the Vatican for MAGA.”

The Slovenia Scenario

Why Slovenia? G.I. Joe claims that it’s the last place on Earth the Rockefellers still fear—a land of hidden bunkers, legal neutrality, and Melania’s ancestral mystique. Once there, Trump can safely testify before an international tribunal of patriots and drop the mother of all truth bombs:

“From Rockefeller oil money to Rothschild banking wars, Trump has the documents. The moment he testifies, it’s game over for the globalist cabal.”

What Comes Next?

The theory goes that once Trump is in Slovenia and Melania is elected President—a move that blends House of Cards, Game of Thrones, and Q-drops—he will declassify everything. CIA black budgets, Epstein’s client list, even alien tech locked away in deep underground military bases (DUMBs).

G.I. Joe ended his broadcast with a chilling but hopeful message:

“They faked his assassination so he could live to expose THEM.”

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Trump Clean Up

Trump & JCJ: The Nanobot Cleanup Plan

Trump, lounging in his golden Mar-a-Lago office, gestures toward a massive holographic display showing the Earth’s atmosphere. His signature smirk plays across his face as he speaks.

Trump: “Look, JCJ, they said I was crazy. They said I was paranoid about all these little nanobots floating around. But you—you’re smart, you see the big picture.”

JCJ nods, arms crossed, staring at the swirling cloud of microscopic machines in the hologram.

JCJ: “We already know they’re up there, spraying them like it’s seasoning on a steak. The real question is: Why not make them useful? These surveillance bots—every government’s got them—why not repurpose them? Let’s clean the air, the oceans, everything.”

Trump leans forward, pointing at the image.

Trump: “Exactly! These deep-state guys, they think small. Spying, monitoring, controlling. But me? I think big. Huge. We make the nanobots clean microplastics, CO2, all the nasty stuff the losers left behind. I call it ‘Nanobot MAGA.’ Make. Air. Great. Again.”

JCJ smirks.

JCJ: “And if we control the cleanup, we control the narrative. No more climate cult, no more carbon credit scams. Just real results.”

Trump leans back, steepling his fingers.

Trump: “JCJ, you’re my best apprentice yet. We’re gonna do something historic. They’ll build statues of us. Trump & JCJ: The Dynamic Duo. Cleaning up the world while the haters cry about it.”

JCJ chuckles.

JCJ: “And while we’re at it, let’s make sure these nanobots don’t just disappear after the job’s done. Might need them for… other things in the future.”

The two men exchange a knowing glance, the kind that means something big is coming.

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North American Union – NAU

Trump’s Long Game: The North American Union and the Order Out of Chaos Strategy

Donald Trump’s political playbook has always thrived on controlled chaos. His ability to shift the Overton window—what’s considered politically acceptable—has made even his most extreme ideas seem plausible over time. From his bombastic statements about Greenland to his aggressive trade tactics with Canada and Mexico, a larger strategy is unfolding. What if Trump’s endgame isn’t just about individual deals or isolated land grabs, but rather the formation of a North American Union (NAU) in the image of the European Union?

The Greenland Red Herring

When Trump floated the idea of buying Greenland from Denmark in 2019, the media dismissed it as a bizarre, off-the-cuff remark. But was it really? Or was it a calculated move to test the waters on the idea of territorial expansion? Greenland, rich in resources and strategically located, would be a valuable addition to American dominance in the Arctic. Yet, the real message wasn’t about Greenland itself—it was about a broader vision of North American consolidation.

Canada and Mexico: Economic and Political Absorption

Trump’s renegotiation of NAFTA into the USMCA was a first step toward deeper economic integration between the U.S., Canada, and Mexico. While framed as a ‘better deal’ for American workers, it also laid the foundation for a more unified North American market. Under a second Trump term, could this integration extend beyond trade to include shared security, immigration, and governance structures? The EU started as an economic bloc before evolving into a political entity. The same could happen in North America.

The Case for a North American Superstate

For Trump, a North American Union could be sold as the ultimate way to ‘Make America Great Again.’

  • Economic Powerhouse: A unified North America would be an energy and resource giant, controlling vast reserves of oil, minerals, and agricultural land, making it a dominant force against China and the EU.
  • Border Control Solution: Instead of a defensive border wall, Trump could propose an economic and political merger with Mexico that includes strict immigration policies—controlled not at the U.S.-Mexico border, but at Mexico’s southern frontier with Central America.
  • Military Strength: A consolidated North American military bloc would rival NATO and ensure U.S. dominance over the Western Hemisphere.
  • Greenland as a Strategic Asset: If Denmark refuses to sell Greenland, Trump might propose that Denmark join the NAU with Greenland included, further solidifying U.S. presence in the Arctic.

Will Canada and Mexico Buy In?

Canada, with its strong national identity and historical skepticism toward U.S. influence, might resist such a move. But economic realities could change that, especially if Trump uses trade leverage to push integration forward. Mexico, meanwhile, could be enticed with economic incentives and infrastructure development in the south. The question is: how far would these nations go to secure their place in an increasingly multipolar world?

The Path Forward

Trump’s “order out of chaos” strategy involves pushing radical ideas to reframe public discourse, then slowly making those ideas seem inevitable. If he secures a second term, expect to see more talk of North American consolidation, with Greenland serving as the flashy distraction while the real moves are made behind the scenes.

A North American Union might sound like a far-fetched conspiracy today, but so did a U.S. attempt to buy Greenland—until Trump made it mainstream. Is the NAU inevitable? If Trump has his way, it just might be.

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Meditating on the Trumps

The Game of Trump: A Forgotten Tradition Revived

By Donald J. Trump

April 2, 2025

Folks, we live in incredible times. As we work to Make America Great Again—which we will, believe me—it’s important to look back at the things that made us great in the first place. One of those things is Trump, the historic card game that, believe it or not, is NOT named after me! (Although, let’s be honest, it should be!)

For centuries, the game of Trump has been a game of strategy, skill, and winning—which I know a lot about. In Europe, in America, the game has been played by kings, nobles, and even ordinary people who just want to win big.

Now, I have to thank Madonna (yes, Madonna!) for bringing attention back to this fantastic old game. Some say she rediscovered it; some say she’s just having fun. Either way, she knows a good thing when she sees it.

But let me tell you something, folks. This is more than just a card game. It’s a way of thinking. If you meditate on the Trump cards, you start to see the bigger picture. You start to understand power, leadership, and most importantly, winning. And let’s face it—America needs more winners!

So, I encourage patriots everywhere to pick up this game, learn its history, and think like a Trump—whether you’re holding the cards or running the country.

America will win again, and it all starts with knowing when to play your Trump card!

Donald J. Trump
45th & 47th President of the United States

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