

This thing knows he is dying and knows his name will be known for so very many bad things…but it still wants to be remembered.
The orange buffoon wants to ‘muddy the waters’ of his shitty legacy by trying to erase his desires of raping women and kids and thinks by naming everything he can after himself people will forget what he’s done.
The thing thinks that in the future the word tRUMP will be synonymous with battle ships and art centres. The obese kiddie fiddler wants to be remembered like Kennedy is remembered…but decent people and decent countries will only remember him as Epstein’s rape buddy. A racist, fascist, child fucking convicted rapist.




Here’s the thing. There’s absolutely no way his cronies, nor the American population itself (which they should feel ashamed about), will ever EVER put any consequences on this orange child rapist. Ever.
I think he could literally rape a child on the Whitehouse lawn and nothing would be done about it. Nothing. Shameful.
On the other hand death is inevitable. So in these two imperfect scenarios I’m wishing for death.
My perfect list goes like this:
1 Arrested. Convicted. Jailed for his crimes. (The same fate to his cronies, and family, will soon follow)
2 Painful untreatable disease that debilitates him completely so all he can do is sit in shit and watch as his cronies and family are arrested then jailed. The tRUMP name becomes synonymous with corruption, and the whole empire is taken to pieces while he watches.
3 Slow very painful death. Cronies and family get fucked over as above etc etc.
4 Slow very painful death.
5 Slow painful death.
6 and onwards are the death option with various amounts of pain
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998 Quickish death with pain
999 Slow death no pain but the terror of him realising he’s dying.
1000 Death.
As you can see death is my last option, but it’s the only option that will actually happen.
The only saving grace about all this is that history will treat him and his name accordingly. The recent Epstein debacle proves this. Yes he may be able to hide all this whilst he is alive, may be. But not when he’s dead.