The National Association for the Advancement of Humanity
Daily Dispatch on the State of the Republic
Some Americans are still whispering when they should be shouting. As Trump grabs at countries, plunders the treasury, and treats the nation as his personal yard sale, the public waits—half-joking, half-hoping—for the BIG BEAUTIFUL OBITUARY, the only thing that seems capable of stopping a man who believes he owns the world. The tragedy, of course, is that democracy shouldn't hinge on one man’s mortality. But here we are.
What could be more childish than a president demanding Denmark hand over Greenland because his fragile ego couldn’t handle not winning the Nobel Peace Prize? What could be more revealing than that tantrum? The rest of the world saw it for what it was: the behavior of a spoiled, unstable man who cannot be denied anything without launching into a public meltdown. Yet a frightening number of Americans still pretend he is normal.
Why do we keep tiptoeing around the obvious truth? Trump’s mental illness is not subtle. It is on display every day: the grandiose delusions, the paranoia, the fixation on personal loyalty, the inability to accept responsibility, the fantasy world in which he alone is the hero in a nation full of enemies. These are not quirks. These are symptoms.
His followers call it “strength.” But any trained professional would call it a diagnosis.
And here lies the national shame: we have normalized his sickness. We have allowed our political culture to absorb his pathology as if it were just another style, just another flavor of populism. We laugh, we roll our eyes, we say “that’s just Trump.” No. That’s not “just Trump.” That’s a mentally unwell man steering the country into authoritarianism because no one in power will say what the entire world can plainly see.
Change will not come until Americans stop treating Trump like a legitimate political figure and start speaking openly about what he actually is: a deeply unstable person with immense power, unchecked rage, and a bottomless need for adoration. Democracies crumble when citizens refuse to name the disease infecting them.
Trump is a sick man. His illness is not private—it is public, national, and dangerous. And until people stop whispering and start declaring it openly, the United States will keep spiraling deeper into the delusion he has built around himself.
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