If you’re going to invest your hard-earned money betting on Donald Trump, you’d be better off starting a pool where you try to predict when the Hot Pocket lodged in his left ventricle finally explodes his heart like a beached Oregon whale. Investing in one of his businesses? You might as well flush your money down the toilet 10 or 15 times.
As pretty much anyone with any tech background or common sense predicted, Trump’s Orwellian-from-the-outset Truth Social—the MAGA answer to Twitter that no one asked for—is off to a rough start. Maybe because it’s being run by a thin-skinned dairy farmer and a dude who’s best known for fucking up multiple casinos and one centuries-old liberal democracy.