🎤 Listen to the booing. What a beautiful sound of pure hatred and contempt aimed at the world’s dumbest con artist. You can hear it crackle in the air. This guy is supposed to command the room, and he cannot even talk over the noise. A washed up president propped up by a loud, shrinking minority, drowning in boos, exposed in real time. The spell is gone. The crowd is not buying it. The world is not pretending anymore. His orange stain follows everyone who gets too close to him. It smears onto their suits, their reputations, their futures. You cannot stand next to Trump without getting marked. And come the midterms, every single one of them is getting flushed out with the bathwater. No sympathy. Just gone.