Dear Ma and Pa MAGA,
You keep saying Donald Trump is “America First.”
And I just want to know why.
Because in this America, the one on planet Earth, everything is on fire except his damn ego.
Groceries are up 0.6 percent this month.
Up 2.7 percent since last year.
Meat, poultry, fish, and eggs are up 5.6 percent.
Beef is up almost 14 percent and now at the highest price in American history.
Ground beef is $6.63 a pound, up 13 percent.
Chicken is $2.08 a pound, up 4 percent.
Fresh vegetables are up 3 percent.
Even restaurants raised prices almost 4 percent.
The dollar menu has a trust fund now.
This is what “America First” looks like on the ground. Families swapping ribeyes for ramen, doing math in the checkout line, and praying the bank account holds out longer than the groceries do. Inflation is up. GDP is down. Unemployment is the highest it has been in four years. Small businesses are bleeding out. Farmers are broke. Infrastructure is frozen. The government is literally shut down.
And somehow Trump’s 200 million dollar ballroom at the White House is still getting built. Because apparently “America First” means chandeliers before soldiers and gold toilets before groceries.
While Americans decide whether to buy chicken or gas, Mr. “America First” is prancing around the Middle East calling himself a peacemaker, as if peace has ever followed him anywhere. And now he has approved a 20 billion dollar bailout for Argentina. Not for you. Not for the farmers he conned. For his hedge fund billionaire friends who treat him like an investment with a spray tan.
Then he said the quiet part out loud.
“Well, bailing out Argentina doesn’t help our country very much.”
You think?
Then why the hell did you do it?
Because it helps you.
Because everything you do is for yourself, not this country.
He is using your money to make his donors richer while Americans are cutting coupons like it is a second job. That is not patriotism. That is bullshit in a red hat.
Chicken is up. Bread is up. Gas, rent, insurance, all up.
Your paycheck is flat.
Your savings are gone.
Your country is running on fumes.
But sure, tell me again how this is “America First.” Because all I see is Donald Trump First. Gold ceilings before school lunches. Foreign bailouts before family dinners. His name in gold before your grocery list in red.
He does not care about your bills, your job, or your kids. He cares about his brand, his bank account, and the next foreign check that clears. He does not wake up thinking about how to help you. He wakes up wondering which camera angle makes him look least embalmed.
He is not America First. He is Donald Trump First. Always has been. Always will be.
And America? We are the ones footing the bill. We are paying record prices for beef, chicken, and gas while he builds ballrooms and bails out billionaires. We are watching our wages stagnate while his friends toast to another tax loophole. We are standing in the checkout line counting coins while he plays king in a palace of fool’s gold.
“America First” was supposed to mean working families first. Farmers first. Veterans first. But under Trump, it means Trump first, his cronies second, his ego third, and America somewhere behind the velvet rope waiting for clearance.
This is the reality of the movement that claimed to fight for the forgotten man while forgetting him all over again. The man who promised to drain the swamp built himself a lagoon. The man who swore he would save the middle class is using it as kindling to keep his image warm.
Donald Trump is not leading America. He is looting it. He is hollowing out the country he pretends to love and selling off the parts. He has turned the presidency into a side hustle, the nation into a brand, and his followers into customers who keep buying the same broken product.
Donald Trump First.
America Last.
Every damn time.
