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Nuked

TW: Violence, language

By Sam SpinelliPublished about 17 hours ago 4 min read
Nuked
Photo by Natilyn Hicks Photography on Unsplash

He sits there in opulence, hating them.

All of them.

HATING

EVERY

SINGLE

ONE

OF

THEM

Not just the Blacks who don't know their place, and the gays and the lunatic left, and the useless women like Ilhan and AOC who are delusional enough to think that what they have to say somehow matters, not just them...

But the whole fucking world.

Even those who worship him.

Sometimes he hates them most of all, because he knows that for all their supposed deference and respect, the truth is they are simply taken by fear. At least they're smart enough to kiss the ring, so to speak.

But damn them!

Is there any creature more sniveling and pathetic than an enemy who bows and curtsies like a bitch, just to gain some little glimpse of proximity to the throne?

Allies, not out of love but out of greed.

Atleast he could relate to and respect the transparency of their motives. If he wasn't the one calling the shots, he'd kiss ass just like them:

Couch-fucker Vance, Little Marco Rubio, and Lindsey Ball-garglin' Graham.

He hates them all.

He remembers their criticisms, how loud they each were when they tried to fight him early on. Back when they thought his wins were impossible rather than inevitable.

Idiots.

Too stupid to see the future, but at least smart enough to see the present, admit defeat, and shift to the winning team.

And he knows they aren't loyal.

But he also knows that greed brought them to his side, and fear will keep them in their places.

They all saw what he did to Marjorie Traitor Greene, when she started pushing for the release of the Epstein Files and publicly criticizing AIPAC.

He had to shut her down once and for all for the Epstein thing, that betrayal was unforgivable.

But he knows on some level, canceling her might have saved her life-- Mossad would have taken her out one way or the other for hinting to her supporters what Israel was really doing.

In the end, she outlived her usefulness, so he had cast her aside like any other tool.

They were all tools.

And he'd use them, even as he hated them.

He'd always known that humans were just another means, for profit.

They were all disposable.

He knew it came down to power, being a "good person" was just some silly-minded bullshit spun by the people who were too weak or stupid to take what they wanted, so they simply begged for it and tried to shame those who had the moral and mental strength to eat the other dogs.

That's one thing he appreciated about both Charlie Kirk and Elon Musk. They both had the balls to come out and speak the truth: empathy was a weakness.

They were both useful tools, but equally disposable if the moment required it. For that matter, he'd always known he was a million times more powerful than Kirk, so he was never a threat.

But he still had to be a little wary of Elon. A fool with enough money could do some damage.

Luckily, Elon had been easy to manipulate. Needy. Starved for approval. He threw him a bone, and let him run DOGE like the rabid dog he was.

He'd done good work for the administration-- mauled the trespassers beautifully.

But the bleeding hearts and losers who wanted to talk about empathy and "doing the right thing" as some kind of lofty goal? Those idiotic pigs had always disgusted him. And now more than ever.

When he thinks about all those disgusting, dirty poor people who protested his ICE, protested his war, protested him, all he can feel is nausea and a deadly rage.

He looks at the glimmering walls, the gold trim of his bunker.

These walls are beautiful.

And they are strong.

These walls will withstand all outsiders.

These walls could withstand the whole world.

He was 18 when that pussy Lyndon B Johnson signed the Civil Rights Act

And he'd always hated Black activists-- ever since they put up that big, stupid stink about his housing policies.

What the fuck was wrong with all these bleeding heart idiots? They literally wanted to open the borders to immigrant scum? Just because?

Why the fuck would they condemn what he was doing to Iran?

Why the fuck would they care!?

Fucking losers.

He thinks about how they took to the streets when those scumbag hackers released the video of him with that little whore on Jeffrey's island.

He regrets not destroying that tape right then and there. He always told Jeffrey no cameras during anything illegal.

Fucking moron.

And look what happened.

Protests on an unprecedented scale.

Didn't these fucking peasant scum know their place?

Martial law helped a bit. He was briefly worried that the 2A crowd would do what the 2A crowd claimed to be all about, and bear their fucking arms.

Ha!

He never should have worried.

So many of those rednecks sided with him that his crowd-control goons never had to fight alone.

He really thought bombing Governor Newscum's cities and blaming Iran would put a stop to the protests and rally the moronic American public, back on his side against a common enemy.

It worked for Bush and Bush was a fucking clown. It worked for Benjamin with October 7th...

And it might have worked for him, if not for that whistle blower from DHS who told the world about the false flag operation and proved it?

Ah, well.

What's done was done.

That bitch paid, dearly.

He looks at the monitors. Protests erupting in each and every American city-- foreign governments pledging their support, promising to depose him...

Don't they see?

It's all about winning.

That's the only thing that mattered.

There were winners and there were dumb worthless fucks.

Well, he would never lose.

There were still enough on his side to win this civil war.

All these dumb bitches would find out.

He picks up the phone, and calls it in.

"Fire the first nuke. New York first, and if that doesn't end the war, I'll call in your next orders."

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fictional/ satirical. Obviously.

Horror

About the Creator

Sam Spinelli

Trying to make real art the best I can, never Ai!

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  • Cadmaabout 16 hours ago

    Are we great yet?….

  • Sam Spinelli (Author)about 17 hours ago

    YUCK This was one of the most uncomfortable things I've ever written, and I actually regret it. I don't think I captured trump's manner of speaking, but I really do think he thinks this way, from the disjointed, rambling, incoherent path of his thoughts to his delusions of grandeur, to his racism, sexism, and his seething hatred for literally everybody. ... Trying to put myself into the mind of a slimeball like him makes me feel utterly contaminated. This is fiction, of course. But I 100% believe that he'd be the kind of person to nuke civilians and feel zero regret over it. I chose to have him nuke a US city to emphasize that there really isn't a single person or group of people that he values as anything other than a tool or a dollar sign. I hate that a dirtbag like him is allowed to sin against all humanity, with zero consequence. I hate that he has the power to command military violence with impunity. I need to go shower so I can stop grimacing and feeling like trash.

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