Jaroslav Skuta, a clarinetist from the Czech Republic, was scheduled to play four concerts, but he was detained at the airport in Detroit. Officials from Customs and Border Protection said he misrepresented his purpose for being in the U.S.
The more I read of this, the more I’m starting to think that at the end of Trumps actual term he has transformed the USA into a big, ugly version of north korea… with him as an beloved manchurian leader of idiots and people too poor to revolt against him and his junta.
There’s a system in this and André Heller already warned about this when he said: "
Der Hunger ist ein Instrument
der Hunger stützt die Herren
Denn der, der nichts zum Essen hat
der kann sich auch nicht wehren.
"
(Hunger is an instrument, hunger supports the masters, because those that have nothing to eat can’t fight back!)
They for sure work on that for their “beloved leader”… but in the end I predict parades held in his honour in front of a Mausoleum, where a hugh dried up, orange painted turd with a yellow toupet is on display in a glass box.
i predict the inanimate body of the God-Emperor hooked up to a golden throne that spews out LLM-generated nonsense while flies crawl on his half-open eyelids
The more I read of this, the more I’m starting to think that at the end of Trumps actual term he has transformed the USA into a big, ugly version of north korea… with him as an beloved manchurian leader of idiots and people too poor to revolt against him and his junta.
There’s a system in this and André Heller already warned about this when he said: " Der Hunger ist ein Instrument der Hunger stützt die Herren Denn der, der nichts zum Essen hat der kann sich auch nicht wehren. " (Hunger is an instrument, hunger supports the masters, because those that have nothing to eat can’t fight back!)
Still a long way from North Korea. For now it’s more like Hungary, with the GOP’s goal being to make it into something like Russia.
You assume there is an end to the term.
Unless we, the people, do something, we’re kinda fucked.
He’s gotta die sometime, unless they’ve secretly developed immortality drugs.
They for sure work on that for their “beloved leader”… but in the end I predict parades held in his honour in front of a Mausoleum, where a hugh dried up, orange painted turd with a yellow toupet is on display in a glass box.
i predict the inanimate body of the God-Emperor hooked up to a golden throne that spews out LLM-generated nonsense while flies crawl on his half-open eyelids
I hope so. But I also fear who’s coming after him.