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Trump was a celebrity for decades before politics. Celebrities take photos together all the time — that’s literally what photo ops are.

A smiling picture doesn’t mean friendship, loyalty, or endorsement. It means someone said “look at the camera.”

People weren’t “told to hate him.” Many formed their opinions after years of his rhetoric, behavior, and policies.

And if random photos prove loyalty, you forgot the one with Jeffrey Epstein — except in that case Trump himself said:

“I’ve known Jeff for fifteen years. Terrific guy… He’s a lot of fun to be with.”

So no, a random photo proves nothing. But thanks for accidentally reminding everyone about that one.

Lip reading gone bad. State of the Union edition.

Lip Reading Gone Bad - Sate of the Union Address #politics #satire #comedy #fyp #contentcreator The official audio cut out… so I stepped in. Here’s my Bad Lip Reading of the State of the Union entrance — diplomacy has never sounded this awkward. ...

Sid Miller - Imagine announcing that to the world like it’s some kind of flex. Not “I love my kids.” Not “I’m proud of my family.” But relief — relief — that no girl was ever born into your care. That’s not strength. That’s a confession.

And then the bumper sticker:
“D.A.D.D.D. – Dads Against Daughters Dating Democrats.”

So let’s unpack that.

First, the control. The idea that daughters are property whose relationships are ideological battlegrounds. Not autonomous human beings. Not adults with agency. Just extensions of dad’s political identity. That’s not fatherhood — that’s ownership.

Second, the fear. If your beliefs are so fragile that you’re terrified your daughter might date someone who disagrees with you politically, what does that say about your confidence in those beliefs? Strong ideas don’t require policing your daughter’s romantic life.

Third, the insult baked into it. “Thank God I never had daughters.” As if daughters are burdens. As if raising girls would be some unbearable inconvenience. As if the problem isn’t misogyny — it’s the existence of girls.

Having a daughter is not a political liability. It is one of the most humanizing, perspective-shifting, empathy-expanding experiences a person can have. It forces you to see the world as it treats women. It challenges you. It grows you. It softens you in all the right ways.

To publicly celebrate not having that experience? That’s not a boast. That’s an admission that growth wasn’t on the agenda.

Honestly, the only silver lining is this: if that’s the worldview on offer, then yes — thank God no daughter had to grow up under it. Every child deserves a parent who sees them as a full human being, not a political accessory.

This post doesn’t make him look tough. It makes him look small.

Colin Wayne I re-wrote this one without the rage-bating, divisive, subcontext.

In 2016, Megan Rapinoe knelt during the national anthem. It was her way of protesting injustice. Some saw it as powerful. Some saw it as divisive.

Yesterday, Jack Hughes, battered and bleeding, wraps himself in the flag after the USA won gold against Canada. Pride. Emotion. Country.

Two moments. Same nation.

Patriotism isn’t one pose.

It’s standing for the anthem.
It’s kneeling in protest.
It’s wrapping yourself in the flag after victory.
It’s fighting to make the country live up to its ideals.

Freedom means you get to do both.

🇺🇸 In a world full of Megan Rapinoes and Jack Hughes — be both. 🇺🇸

Celebrate your country.
Challenge your country.
Love it enough to do both.

That’s American.