Donald J Trump might just be the greatest stand-up comedian that America ever produced. I mean, with due respect to comedians around the world, he might be better than Heath Ledger’s Joker, if you think about it curiously enough. No? I implore you. Or, for that matter, he might be a better magician than Mark Ruffalo’s Dylan Rhodes from Now You See Me. #RatingsMachine @DJT may even be the greatest magician that America’s Got Talent never produced. Well, I am not joking. Read on.

Trump has done what no one has ever thought was possible. Trump has officially made every anglophile from around the world fall in love with England more than they were in love with the US. And the sad part is that this includes the Commonwealth Nations. This, after the English treated these countries like India and Pakistan inferior to their own race for more than two hundred years. Trump has officially made America truly the most notorious nation on earth beating some other countries hands down, which have a lot more red in their ledger (when Putin seems like a Roman God!).

The President of the United States is a unique man. He is moderately funny and extremely goofy. But, the damned difficult thing for the press club is to tell which is which. Every rookie press fellow is scratching his head, and sometimes jumping on his mangled MacBook Air in sheer frustration. For instance, was he joking about starting a nuclear war with North Korea? Or is that a diplomatic goof up? You can’t tell the difference, can you? Well, no one on the planet can. The man kills you with stupefying ambiguity.

A politician’s greatest ally and, more often than he is willing to admit, worst enemy is his language. Trump’s choice of words has catered to a specific set of people with a specific set of vocabulary, with a specific history of hate crimes. And this cannot be a coincidence for the media mogul. It is as though Trump, with his own fulsome hands, filtered out a vocabulary list out of these people who cussed, prayed, and praised the lord in these selfsame synchronous syllables. It is as though he hacked a cultural cohort that was simultaneously trained in its churches, townhouses, and television series to think and act giving their row houses a complex on homogeneity; it is as though he and his Trumpsters were taught/chose to learn to use language in a certain very, very, very—I can go, on, and on, and on here, but, you get the drift, right?—“limited” way to refer to a very, very, very limited reality. It is as though the Reality TV iconoclast, who is resetting the iconography of power, is live-hacking social media and the politics of a country, and is showboating screaming, “See, Mamma! No hands,” while he is at it. Having said this, something is rotten in Washington, and of all the people in the world, Trump doesn’t seem to have, even accidentally, a sound intellect and the necessary bodily faculties to pull off a Ponzi scheme of the grand order on the American general public. But, the truth is, if anyone has been more Ponzied in the history being Ponzied, it is the average Trumpster. And, boy, is he in for a rude shock when the dust settles in the Fatherland!