Where Does He Stop?

 Where Does He Stop?

I’m lying awake, thinking about everything that just passed with this bill. Brokenhearted doesn't even begin to cover it. And while I'm stuck in this sleepless spiral, I can’t stop

thinking about the other part of the nightmare: Trump.

At a rally in Iowa, Trump openly said he hates Democrats and implied he’s not their president. Obviously, that’s fine with us—because none of us asked for that dumpster fire to begin with—but the fact that a former (or maybe future) president can say that out loud and still be treated like a viable leader? That should be terrifying.

Because what is that, if not a rallying cry?

He already dehumanizes immigrants, anyone non-white, anyone disabled, anyone who isn't bowing at his feet. He’s always needed a villain to destroy. And now he’s telling his followers—many of whom are armed, unhinged, and waiting for a signal—that entire groups of Americans are unworthy. That Democrats, critics, immigrants, and anyone “different” aren’t real Americans.

What happens when it’s not just about deportation? What happens when it’s about elimination?

Trump has always been hellbent on revenge—but for what, exactly?

For not getting his way? For being exposed as the fraud he’s always been? Maybe he lashes out because deep down, under the spray tan and narcissism, he knows people are catching on. That he’s never paid his fair share. That he’s never been transparent, honest, or even remotely decent. And instead of owning any of it like a grown man, he doubles down with hate.

Is it fear? Is it shame? Does he even have shame? Or is this just who he is—ugly, entitled, and terrified of the world seeing him for what he really is?

He doesn’t just want power—he wants to punish anyone who dared to question him. He’s shown us what he’s capable of. We've already seen people disappear from his circle and reappear in handcuffs—or silence. How long before the people who simply disagree with him disappear too?

He's not hiding any of it. It's not coded. It's not subtle. And it's not just policy—it's personal.

So I ask again: Where does he stop?

When do we stop pretending this is just politics-as-usual? When do we admit that this is something darker, more dangerous, and disgustingly familiar?

Because if we keep waiting for someone else to stop him, we’re already too late.

And if you're still not scared—then maybe you’re not paying attention.