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   MIRROR MIRROR   
   Our President is Truly the Ugliest American   
   When Donald Trump can find a way to do lasting damage, to create   
   monuments to his vileness, he will most certainly do so.   
   Opinion by David Rothkopf   
   The Daily Beast   
   Published Feb. 2 2026 4:18PM EST   
      
   Donald J. Trump is the worst of us.   
      
   He is the ugliest American.   
      
   He is a garbage human being.   
      
   But we know that. Every morning, the most optimistic among us wake up   
   and check their news feeds in the hope that something has happened   
   overnight that will bring an end to our shared national nightmare.   
      
   Trump, for his part, however, daily tries to find new ways to drive   
   home the message that never has a lesser man held high office in   
   America, never has a more defective human being had so much power in   
   our country.   
      
   You almost have to give him credit for the scope of his efforts. Pick a   
   character failing and each week he will remind you that he not only has   
   it, but that he wants to make a show of it like a hippopotamus in heat,   
   flicking shit and piss in every direction in order to attract a mate.   
      
   One day, he will let us know yet again that he is the greediest, most   
   corrupt man to ever hold high office in the United States. On another,   
   he will display ignorance at a level seldom seen among primates. Then   
   will come his racism or misogyny; a reminder that he is a serial sex   
   criminal. A fraudster. A liar. Then his pettiness or narcissism or   
   vindictiveness or short-sightedness comes to the fore. Then he'll let   
   us see for ourselves yet again his disloyalty to family, to friends, to   
   supporters and to this country.   
      
   Often, we see all these things at once. He is not just an execrable   
   human being, not just flawed, not just without a single f--king   
   redeeming trait, but he is also the creepiest among us, the sleaziest,   
   and, as we have seen with special clarity over the past few days, quite   
   possibly the man with the worst, most vulgar taste in the country. (And   
   I've been to the backstreets of Atlantic City I know what I'm talking   
   about.)   
      
   Yes, the man who feels compelled to redecorate the White House to   
   resemble the Caligula suite at the End Times Hotel and Casino on the   
   Vegas strip is also the guy who is going to bring the WWE to the south   
   Lawn of the White House to celebrate the 250th Anniversary of our   
   nation's birth. This past week, he announced he would bring an Indy Car   
   race to the streets of DC, too, and build a 250-foot high triumphal   
   arch that will block the views of our capital's monuments and cast its   
   shadow over the graves at Arlington Cemetery that Trump has in the past   
   denigrated.   
      
   The same guy who has illegally torn down the 'people's house' in order   
   to build a gilded ballroom for billionaires that will sit atop a bunker   
   in which he will live to protect himself from the constantly growing   
   hatred he has generated coast-to-coast has also decided to crown his   
   assault on American culture by shutting down the Kennedy Center. He   
   made no mention of the fact that any artists worthy of the name wanted   
   nothing to do with him. Just as he has tried to debase it by adding his   
   own name to the monument to our 35th president, now he implies in a   
   social media post that he will tear it down and rebuild it in his own   
   image.   
      
   Expect neon. Expect slot machines. Expect heart-shaped beds in the   
   balcony with mirrors over them. Expect sales of 72-ounce margaritas   
   renamed after the first lady and made in her honor with Trump-brand   
   tequila and a splash of slovenian schnapps. Expect it to make   
   Ba-da-bing look like the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden. (Do not   
   expect many comedians, since Trump on Monday morning threatened Grammys   
   host Trevor Noah with a lawsuit because he didn't think one of his   
   jokes was funny.)   
      
   Also this past week, at another event that brought together much of   
   what is the worst about our slimeball-in-chief, we had Trump presiding   
   over the opening of the world's first bribeumentary, 'Melania,' a film   
   about America's first animatronic First Lady. The opening event was   
   attended by craven CEOs and cabinet members, all seeking to curry favor   
   with the president and completely oblivious to how desperate to do so   
   their attendance made them appear.   
      
   Excoriated by critics, attended primarily by curiosity seekers and paid   
   seat-fillers recruited to help hide the degree which Americans just   
   have no interest in America's most vapid woman, the film was an   
   embarrassment to all involved. Which is saying something since the   
   director is an accused sex pest about a woman who recent Epstein files   
   have shown was pals with Ghislaine Maxwell and who was poetically   
   described by the president during the early throes of their   
   relationship as a 'hot piece of ass.'   
      
   Yes, folks, the past few days have revealed yet again that somehow we   
   managed to find our president in the bargain bin for damaged   
   megalomaniacs at the end of a poorly lit aisle at Mad Kings R Us.   
   Somehow we got a lunatic who had less taste in architecture than   
   Hitler, less concern for the citizens of his country than Nero, less   
   grip on reality than George III addled by his porphyria, and less   
   morality than the aforementioned Caligula. He has done more damage to   
   Washington, D.C. than the British soldiers who burned the Capitol and   
   the White House during the War of 1812 and he is planning to do even   
   more.   
      
   And frankly, all that pales in comparison to the pain, suffering and   
   lasting toll he has exacted on America, our allies and the world at   
   large. Which is why once again, tomorrow and every morning, Americans   
   will wake up and ask, 'is he gone yet?'   
      
   And better still, it is why so many, like those in Minneapolis and   
   cities across the country who protested his armed assault on our   
   country and values this past weekend, are trying to accelerate the day   
   when the only reminder that he ever led this country will be the fact   
   that for generations to come people will spit on the ground when they   
   hear his name.   
      
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