I’ll just make this short and sweet. “His Benevolence” just graced our Land of Cinders with his presence yesterday at a L.A. Firehouse. I watched it from my apartment in unscathed East L.A. A mixture of pleading for life and defiance permeated the space and yet Trump maintained his benevolent composure and spoke eloquently and with what felt like a light frosting of compassion. The Model sat beside him with a frosty dusting of approval.  As I watched Trump’s conversation with Mayor Karen Bass and others and heard Trump say “I’ll give you everything you want”, my mind wrote a paragraph across my eyes:

Trump wants Cali.

Like he wants Greenland and Panama.

That’s why he’s playing nice, promising $ for fires.

He wants backup for his border plans.

After destruction Cali will be prime real estate.

Just like Gaza is prime real estate.

Just like Ukraine will be prime real estate.

He holds the Bible like a gun.

Own everything, even God.

Heaven is Prime Real Estate.

As I sit here watching Fox News, a piece of popcorn lodges painfully in my gums. The paragraph writing itself across my eyes continues:

The Donald’s Prime Directive:

Owning God