𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕗𝕥 𝔻𝕠𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕣’𝕤 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞: 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡’𝕤 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟 𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕣

𝕃𝕖𝕥’𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕—𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕙𝕪𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡, 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕍𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕟𝕒𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕦𝕣𝕤 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕦𝕤𝕖, 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖? 𝔹𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕖 𝕦𝕡, 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕘𝕦𝕥 𝕡𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

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rump’s a coward in patriot’s clothing. 

He dodged the draft—five deferments, one for those oh-so-convenient bone spurs that never stopped him from playing high school baseball, strutting around golf courses or swaggering through life. 

Vietnam was a meat grinder: kids drafted, shipped off, and blown apart—58,000+ dead—while Trump, a rich brat from Queens, hid behind a doctor’s note his daddy likely bought.

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Additional Reading:

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣. 𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡

𝔸𝕟𝕥𝕚-𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕌𝕊 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕖 '𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗'

𝔸𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕤𝕚𝕤: 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡’𝕤 𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕗 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕥: 𝔸 ℝ𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝔼𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕔 ℝ𝕦𝕚𝕟

𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟 𝔼𝕝𝕠𝕟 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕜’𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖

𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕊𝕝𝕒𝕡𝕤 𝟙𝟘% 𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕟 ℕ𝕖𝕨 ℤ𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕, 𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕦𝕥𝕖 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕤

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Now picture this: the same guy, decades later, salivating over a military parade—tanks rumbling, jets screaming, flags waving—all so he can stand there, chest puffed, playing war hero. 

It’s not just hypocrisy; it’s a middle finger to every grunt who didn’t have a silver spoon to dodge the bullets. 

He wants the glory he never earned, the respect he never risked his neck for. 

Why does he crave it? Power. Trump’s a narcissist—everything’s a prop for his ego. 

He saw France’s Bastille Day parade and reportedly said, “I want one!”—like a kid eyeing a toy. 

Todays Commander-in-chief. file: 𝔅𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔢 𝔄𝔩𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔢

He’s drooled over North Korea’s goose-stepping spectacles, dreaming of his own dictator moment. 

A parade lets him cosplay as the tough guy he’s not. 

Vietnam? Too messy, too real. 

But a choreographed show where he’s the star? That’s his speed. 

He avoided the draft’s blood and guts, yet he’s itching to bask in the military’s shine—stealing valor from men who died while he partied. 

He’d dodge the critique with his usual bluster: “It’s for the troops, folks, nobody loves the military more than me!” Bullshit. 

He loves the image of the military—shiny hardware, not the human cost. He’ll rave about “rebuilding” the armed forces (they weren’t broken) or “winning” wars he never fought. 

It’s a con—same as his bone spurs. 

A parade’s not tribute; it’s a Trump-branded ego stroke, a way to look strong without ever facing danger. 

Vets see through it—guys who bled while he teed off aren’t buying the act.

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Additional Reading:

𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟

𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕌𝕊

𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘

‘𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕡𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕛𝕠𝕓𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟?’

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Could he argue it’s just his job? Sure—presidents hype the military all the time. 

But this isn’t duty; it’s desperation. 

Trump’s a draft-dodging fraud who knows his record’s a stain. A parade’s his bleach—wash away the cowardice with a flood of flags and brass. 

It’s insulting, it’s pathetic, and it’s peak Trump: all bluster, no backbone. 

He wants it because he’s a hollow man chasing a hero’s shadow—one he’ll never fill.

𝔅𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔢 𝔄𝔩𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔢

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