Donald Trump said in an interview released on Sunday that he did not think he would run for president again in 2028 if he loses this year’s race for the White House.
In an interview on the Full Measure television show with Sharyl Attkisson, the former US president – who ran in 2016 and 2020 – was asked whether he saw himself running yet again in four years time.
“No, I don’t,” Trump answered. “I don’t see that at all.”
He said: “Hopefully, we’re going to be successful.”
He’ll be dead, hopefully
From indisputably natural causes. I would love for the martyrdom and conspiracy theories to be optimally minimized. Cultists do scary shit to the general population, and I’d rather that they just get bored and move on to the next grift to be victimized by since they’re clearly not interested in not being targeted rubes. The persecution complex is an inherent chunk of their entire identity.
I want him to cark it on stage from something like getting struck by lightning.
I also wonder if the secret service would notice if I snuck some giant tesla coils onto his rally stage. maybe a big red button on the podium that flips them back on?
That button should be on his lectern and it should say TRUMP so he’ll do the honors himself.
“Do Not Push”
for plausible deniability.
The most poetic death for trump would be to suffer a stroke at one of his rallies. The stroke hits and he begins to mix up words and blather nonsense. He can sense something is wrong but his bigly words are not working, he tries to tell his faithful what’s happening.
He slurs out, those weren’t the words he wanted, but with neurons misfiring the most used pathways are trying to help. He spends minutes, all recorded for history, dying in front of his bored onlookers unable to ask for help. His years of word salad and lies have finally achieved an awful goal, no one can tell his brain is broken. For this boy that cried wolf a million times, finally the fangs of an enemy he can’t bully or bribe have sunk in deep, years of kfc fried chicken grease now blocking bloodflow to his brain.
It’s only been a few minutes, the crowd awaits some applause or laugh line, but for trump the time feels like an eternity. The pain is increasing, the fear all consuming, he collapses and dies there.
A fitting end to the man whose greatest fear was that people would realize his weird incoherent ramblings were a con.
That’s one way, yes
Personally. The one he deserves is a death in prison, living long enough to see himself forgotten by the world at large.
Ignored, remembered only as a bad taste in one’s mouth, and by history teachers who take a day to mention how awful he was, before moving on to the red scare or something.
Unfortunately, the most likely one is a heart attack caused by his 8 decades of unhealthy living finally catching up with him and since there’s TONS of things that can cause a heart attack, the cult would DEFINITELY declare foul play.
Also, if anything that can’t be induced kills him, they’re just gonna figuratively stick their fingers in their ears and make up another cause of death that fits their narrative of him being a martyr murdered by the Deep State because he was a threat. Heads they believe it’s murder, tails they don’t believe it isn’t murder.
What would be ideal would be for him to suffer a debilitating stroke or something else that leaves him so enfeebled that even the cult can’t pretend that he’s almighty. Preferably some time before the election.
Not something I’d wish on basically anyone else, but that monster has shed any pretense of human compassion and self-awareness decades ago, so fuck him with a rusty rail spike.
Yeah, Scalia died peacefully in his sleep, and there were tons of conspiracy theories about it. The kind of theories that allowed Mitch McConnell to have the political capital to hold open the position until Trump was in office.
Or in prison.
Honestly I think that if he lost the election, and was incarcerated even under home arrest with no access to his fans, he would more or less immediately become irrelevant, and he would grow frail very quickly.
Imagine how miserable that would be for him. His own personal hell.