Greenland, we’re coming for ya, strongly.
”Anything Vlad can do, I can do better — I can do anything better than Vlad!”
From today’s NY TIMES, the former paper of record:
“Last month, in his first speech to Congress of his second term, Mr. Trump delivered a message to Greenland: “We strongly support your right to determine your own future, and if you choose, we welcome you into the United States of America.” Then he added, “I think we’re going to get it,” and, lowering his voice to a jokey, tough-guy growl: “One way or the other, we’re going to get it.” Behind him, Mr. Vance and the House speaker, Mike Johnson, smiled and laughed.”
Greenland? Shirley, you jest. Why on earth would anyone want that frozen land of independent-minded people happily, for the most part, governed loosely by a benevolent-if-imperfect Denmark. Well, except for its enormous mineral wealth, which explains Trump’s desire to glom onto it, right?
Well, no, not really. I mean, sorta, yes, but, well…….it’s complicated on one level, but oh so simple on another.
In fact, Trump’s fixation on Greenland is easy to understand on one level if you accept a single truth about the ignorant, obese, insecure slob whom the voters of America have twice decided to seat in the White House. And that simple truth is this: Trump wants to be a Czar, a King, an Autocrat, really, the American version of Putin, i.e., the “Grand High Exalted Mystic Ruler,” as Ralph Kramden and Ed Norton referred to the head of their Raccoon Lodge, in The Honeymooners, whose every order must be followed “as if it were the word of God,” as the Colonel shouted at Matthew Modine in Full Metal Jacket. He so very “strongly” wants to be the despotic, feared and blindfully-obeyed strong man that he believes Putin to be; but of course, he merely becomes more like “Our Fearful Leader,” as Boris and Natasha mockingly called their never-seen boss, in The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show, to keep with the fictive metaphor.
Trump’s entire being is about the quest for power, on the surface, but really down inside his very being and soul it is about the need for power — ultimate, supreme, indisputable power — to shore up his massive insecurity. If you understand how deep that insecurity runs, you will understand the man, such as he is; just keep in mind that, really, he is actually just a small and pathetic part of a man that has survived some sort of primordial, destructive lashing in his youth that left behind only remnants of the promise of a person, just a wobbly structure that seemingly resembles a human being, but is really a walking, talking insecurity adorned by wealth and encased in a poorly-fitting suit.
His narcissism, his living, breathing, pulsating need for attention and approval, his very being, is the only thing that drives him.
And here is where it gets tricky for old Would-Be-King Donald, vis-a-vis Greenland:
Because Trump believes, at this moment, that he cannot simply invade Greenland and declare it the fifty first state — nor can he do the same to Canada — although you know he just aches from the soles of his feet to the top of his lacquered, thatch-covered head to do it. And he cannot bear the fact that Putin gets to invade whomever he wants while poor Donnie has to just struggle to convince the American people of his fearsome masculinity by growling and threatening, when he is not busy illegally deporting people to their tortures and deaths (Adolph, much, Donnie?).
And that is why the Supreme Court’s imbecilic and WRONG decision in United States v. Trump, in which the court in a 6-3 decision granted almost total immunity to Trump (and, lest we forget, any other POTUS! Dems, are ya listening?) is so very, very dangerous. Because, a frustrated, fearful, cowardly narcissist might do something very, very bad and then rely on the SCOTUS decision to say, “well, Uncle Thomas and that wonderful Alito fellow got off their private yachts and planes long enough to say it was just okey dokey for me to do anything! Long Live King Donald the First! Have you met my boy, Duke Eric the Dim, or Earl of Knowlittle, Diaper Donnie Jr.?”
And THAT brings us back again to Greenland. Because if King Donald the Insane Narcissist thinks he can get away with it, at some time in the future, when things are going so bad for him — you know, like a stock market crash (CHECK), or adverse reaction to putting Americans in concentration camps (CHECK), or rampant illnesses when vaccines are eschewed under the gentle, incompetent guide of the Dope Fiend Worm Brain Kennedy (CHECK) — that he thinks he has nothing to lose, he just might.
And that would be very bad: American troops invading an independent land — would they even follow such an order, assuming anybody within the military were to give it? Well, Whiskey Pete Hegseth, should he survive the latest security breach, mighty back him up, whereas his predecessor would almost certainly have resigned before obeying a clearly illegal command.
And so, poor Greenland might not know it, and MAGAts far and wide might not, either, but WE know that given the right setting, the right conditions, Trump the Insecure, Trump the Self-Pitying Billionaire…well, he might just do it….