The author and I may not be coming from exactly the same place, because I started writing about the President as soon as I woke up and realized that he actually won the first time. My first piece after the inauguration was this, from January 25, 2017: React or Respond? How Do We Use Our Power?
It was a true surprise to me. I thought he and Hillary were buddies, and that he was running to drive people to her camp. Until Q started posting on the Chans in October of 2017, my (and, in all fairness, most people’s) ignorance was that profound.
It was clear from the start what he’s about, and it doesn’t take a whole lot of digging to see that Donald Trump’s life prepared him for exactly this. So I do proudly add my own gratitude for what the man has been doing, for America and for the world. It’s understandable to be cranky at him about not having enough fuel, and the way this world seems to work is that we have to experience pain in order to be free of the source of said pain.
Whatever… Hopefully, that kind of duality will be leaving the stage shortly.
April 18, 2026, x.com/DameScorpio
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I do not care what anyone thinks about me for saying this today. Because President Trump deserves to hear it. And I am done waiting for the right moment. This is the right moment.
President Trump, thank you.
Not for a policy. Not for an executive order. Not for a rally or a speech or a headline. For something so much more personal than any of those things…
- Thank you for waking up every single morning at 79 years old, when staying in bed would have been so much easier.
- Thank you for skipping meals that went cold;
- For missing family moments that never came back;
- For traveling to countries most Americans cannot find on a map;
- For sitting in briefings before most of America opened its eyes;
- For carrying criticism that would have broken most people permanently;
- For getting back up every single time the world said to stay down;
- For donating every single dollar of your salary;
- For giving up the most comfortable life imaginable to sit in the most uncomfortable chair on Earth, and carry the weight of 340 million people without once asking any of us to notice.
You did not have to do any of this. You had everything…the money, the properties, the comfortable life, the peace…and you gave all of it away for a country that does not always stop to say thank you. And today I am stopping. Because I refuse to be part of that silence anymore.
Today, in front of every single American reading this, I want to say what most people feel but never actually say out loud:
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Thank you, President Trump, for everything you gave that we never asked for, for everything you carried that we never fully saw, for every morning you chose America over yourself.
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We see you. We feel it. And we are more grateful than words will ever fully capture. God bless you. God protect you. And God keep giving you the strength to carry what most of us could never lift.
