"From President to Provocateur: Why Trump Must Be Checked by Congress"
Maria D.C. Santiago
Also known as @crazy filter lady on social media
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Let me make something very clear. This is not a conversation. This is not a discussion. This is a declaration. A declaration of truth, from the voice of someone who’s not afraid to call it exactly what it is. If you feel uncomfortable? Good. That means it’s working.
We,
the real people, the ones who struggle, hustle, bleed, and cry behind
closed doors—we are NOT in this together. When you say “we,” stop
pretending we’re all on the same side. You’re not speaking for me.
You’re speaking for you and your band of traitors who sold their souls
for power and pretend it’s patriotism.
Once
upon a time, this country stood for something. America used to be a
place where standing next to terrorists was treason, not a press
conference. Now? We have a man who cozies up to dictators like it’s
poker night at Mar-a-Lago. He smiles at evil, praises brutality, and
throws love letters to those who hate us. And you still call that
“leadership”? That’s not strength. That’s spineless submission to
tyranny.
Donald Trump is
not a man of the people. He’s a man of profit. A man of privilege. A
man of power-hungry destruction. He doesn’t see you when you’re
struggling to pay rent. He doesn’t care when you choose between medicine
or groceries. He’s bought out your rights, sold out your dignity, and
handed over your freedom on a platinum tray to the highest bidder. And
while you cheer for him, he laughs at you behind closed doors because
you’re just another pawn in his golden game.
He
mocks the disabled—you clapped. He cuts benefits for the elderly—you
praised him. He destroyed working-class families with his lies about
“trickle-down” economics—you reposted it like it was gospel. He raised a
nation on division, on hate, on fear—and you baptized it as patriotism.
You applaud him as he pushes kids into poverty, mothers into
homelessness, and veterans into silence. And why? Because it ain’t
happening to you? Because your lights are still on and your fridge still
hums?
Let me tell you something: that doesn’t make you safe. It makes you next.
Your
worship of Trump isn’t patriotism. It’s delusion. It’s the kind of
blind loyalty that history warns about, that gets nations destroyed.
When you support someone who brags about ignoring the Constitution, who
stokes racism, sexism, classism, ableism—and every damn ‘ism’ that
divides us—you’re not being brave, you’re being manipulated. You're not
waking up. You're being rocked to sleep with a lullaby of false power.
This
country is rotting from the inside out, not because we’re weak, but
because we’ve allowed monsters in suits to call themselves heroes. The
courts are bought. The laws are twisted. Justice is gagged and
handcuffed. You can’t win a fair fight in a rigged ring.
We have a man in power who believes America is a business and we’re just inventory. But we are not for sale.
We are the fire. We are the resistance. And we are wide awake.
To
every Trump supporter reading this: what exactly are you so proud of?
What has he done for you that wasn’t built on the backs of people like
me and mine? He didn’t lift you up. He just made you feel better about
stepping on others.
He
sold you a dream and gave you a nightmare. And you're still hugging that
nightmare like it's your security blanket. Wake up. Wake ALL the way
up.
Ask yourself—what
kind of person cheers for cruelty? What kind of mind supports the
suppression of the poor, the mockery of the disabled, and the silencing
of truth?
If you’re
logical, you already know the answers. This isn't about left or right
anymore. It's not about Democrats or Republicans. It’s about basic human
decency. It’s about whether you stand with the people or stand for a
man who has no soul.
No debate. No back-and-forth. This is final.
I Am not coming back to debate, save it!
Let me say this as raw and as loud as possible: we’re not bowing. We’re not clapping. We’re not kneeling at the feet of a man who thinks being feared is the same thing as being respected. Trump got mad at Walmart, not because of politics, not because of business—but because Walmart didn’t throw a parade for his fragile ego. He wanted worship. He didn’t get it. That’s what burns him.
See, he’s used to buying people. Judges. Senators. Media puppets. Weak-minded followers who treat him like he walks on water. But when real Americans don’t roll over and kiss the ring? He snaps. Because deep down, Trump knows what real power looks like—and it ain’t him. It’s the people who can’t be bought, can’t be broken, and don’t back down.
Let’s talk about what’s really going on.
You’ve destroyed the economy for the working class. Every single damn day it gets harder for people to choose between rent or groceries, gas or medicine, diapers or toilet paper. You created that chaos. You cheer for it. You voted for it. And somehow, you still have the nerve to call it “patriotism.”
No. That’s not patriotism. That’s cold-blooded cruelty. That’s the mindset of reptiles who never missed a meal, never worried about lights getting cut off, never had to pray over a ten-dollar bill like it was a miracle. And yet you sit there with smug smiles, worshipping a man who wouldn’t lift a finger for your family if they were drowning.
Tariffs? Let’s break that down for real. Most of y’all can’t even balance your online banking app but suddenly think you’re trade experts. You don’t understand tariffs. You don’t know how import or export works. But you damn sure know what your wallet looks like—and it’s screaming for help. And guess who’s tightening the noose? The same man you idolize.
He’s not helping you. He’s bleeding you dry while blaming everyone but himself. He broke systems, raised costs, gave away tax money to the rich, and now expects applause for it. What’s worse? You’re giving it to him. You cheer while your neighbors suffer. You laugh while single mothers cry in food pantry lines. You defend him while veterans sleep under bridges.
So let me ask: what kind of person does that?
You Trump supporters—you walk around like you’re chosen, like you’re righteous, like you’ve got some moral high ground. But the truth is? You’ve lost your soul. You don’t care about justice. You don’t care about your fellow Americans. You care about control. You care about hate. That’s what fills your heart. Not love. Not hope. Hate.
And here’s the part nobody likes to hear:
What you wish for others has a funny way of crawling back to you.
You laugh at people losing their homes? One day, the wind might blow yours away.
You mock the sick and the disabled? One day, it could be your child in that hospital bed.
You turn your back on the poor? Don’t cry when life turns its back on you.
Life has a way of putting us face down in the dirt we once threw at others. That’s not karma. That’s consequence.
Let’s get one thing absolutely straight before the comments even start flying:
I do not debate what I post. I don’t argue. I don’t go back and forth with people defending snakes. Save it.
This is for reflection, not conversation.
Trump supporters, let me talk directly to you. The rest of us see you. We see the cruelty. We see the blind loyalty. You think you're clever. You think you're strong. But all we see is how empty you’ve become. You can’t feel. You can’t think outside of your hate. You celebrate injustice as long as it’s not at your doorstep. But don’t get too comfortable. That door can swing both ways.
You’re following a man who treats truth like trash, and you’ve learned to do the same. You defend his lies like they’re gospel. You echo his hate like it’s a love song. And you’ve convinced yourselves that decency is weakness. That empathy is for fools. But let me tell you—real power doesn’t need to crush others to stand tall. Real power uplifts.
The scary part is, you know what you’re doing. This isn’t ignorance. This is willful. You’ve chosen hate. You’ve chosen division. You’ve chosen a man over a nation. You’ve chosen chaos because it made you feel powerful for once in your lives. But that feeling? It won’t last.
When your power fades, and it will, the rest of us will still be standing. Not because we played dirty—but because we stood on something real. Something bigger than pride, bigger than party lines, bigger than Trump.
So again—this post isn’t up for debate. If it hit a nerve, then good. That’s the nerve of truth.
Truth ain’t pretty. Truth don’t need your approval.
Now sit with it. Reflect.
Because one day, you might find yourself on the other side of the cruelty you clapped for.
And when that day comes?
We won’t forget.
Are you seeing it now? Or do you still need the boot pressed harder on your neck before you finally wake the hell up?
I’ve
been saying this for a few weeks now: they build you up with lies,
drain your bank account, strip your rights, make it impossible to live,
then criminalize the very suffering they caused. First they make you
poor. Then they make you homeless. Then they pass laws to make
homelessness illegal. And where do you think you're going after that?
Straight to modern-day segregation camps, dressed up as “shelters” or
“rehabilitation centers”—but we both know what that is.
It’s the same script. Same system. New mask.
And
still, some of you are out here talking about “Trump 2024” like you
just fell out the womb yesterday. Seriously? That man’s not a savior.
He’s a malfunctioning mascot for white supremacy, corporate greed, and
fear-based manipulation. He talks tough, but he’s just a parrot with the
soul of a penguin—cold-blooded, waddling through lies, flapping empty
words while the country burns behind him. You think he cares about you?
He wouldn’t even cross the street to help you if you were on fire.
And
let’s be real: the rest of the Republican Party ain’t any better.
They’ll smile in your face, promise “freedom,” and then pass laws that
choke you from the inside out. They hate the poor. They hate the working
class. They hate truth. They love control. Your struggle is their
profit.
So
no—don’t elect another damn Republican. I don’t care what emotional
video they post, what conspiracy they peddle, what celebrity they pay to
say it. Don’t be fooled. Don’t be scared into silence. Don’t sit this
out. Don’t stay “independent” just to be edgy or different. That silence
you’re sitting in? That’s not neutral—it’s permission.
Every
time you say, “I don’t vote,” they smile. Every time you say, “They’re
all the same,” they win. Every time you think your voice doesn’t matter,
you’re handing them the power to erase your future, your children’s
rights, your freedom.
So get your ass up and vote. Not next year. Not next time. Every time.
Because if you don’t, you’re not just watching the fire—you’re adding fuel to it.
And
before you even try it: I do not debate what I post. Save your comment.
Save your excuse. Save your think piece. This isn’t up for discussion.
It’s a call to consciousness.
If you still choose to stay asleep after this, then that’s on you.
But don’t say nobody warned you.
Let’s get something straight, and I’m not here to sugarcoat it. If this makes you uncomfortable, good — maybe it’ll wake something up inside you. People out here are so damn blind, and it’s sad to watch. Your loyalty is not to God. It's to a man, and a broken one at that. You can dress it up all you want, slap Jesus’ name on it, wave your flag, and hold your Bible high — but your actions expose the truth. You worship Trump like he’s the second coming, while he’s actively starving the poor, cutting off the elders, ignoring the disabled, disrespecting veterans, and stepping over the hungry without blinking.
That ain’t righteousness. That’s deception. And if you’re backing that, you’re not standing with God — you’re standing in direct rebellion to His Word. I don’t care how many churches you sit in or how many scriptures you post online. Faith without compassion is fake. Period.
Y’all say Trump is “God-sent”? For what? To punish the broken? To mock the oppressed? To build golden idols while people are sleeping on sidewalks? Look around — everything he stands for goes against what the Bible tells us to do. You’re not following Christ. You’re following a man. Your God ain’t heavenly — he’s orange, loud, and full of pride. And pride? That's the devil’s favorite sin.
Here’s what the Bible actually says — for those who forgot or just never opened it:
Proverbs 14:31 — "Whoever oppresses the poor shows contempt for their Maker, but whoever is kind to the needy honors God."
Isaiah 1:17 — “Learn to do right; seek justice. Defend the oppressed. Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow.”
Matthew 25:35-36 — “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink… I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.”
Deuteronomy 27:19 — “Cursed is anyone who withholds justice from the foreigner, the fatherless or the widow.”
James 1:27 — “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress…”
Now tell me — does that sound like the America Trump is building? Does that match what he fights for? Because all I see is cruelty, greed, and division. And y’all out here defending it like your salvation depends on him.
Let me make this loud and clear: I do not debate what I post. I don’t argue with delusion. I don’t entertain false prophets. Save your long speeches and weak justifications. I’m not here for that.
This message is for the ones with ears to hear and hearts still beating with truth. If you call yourself a believer, act like it. Stop selling your soul for a man who wouldn’t spit in your direction if you were starving in the street.
God said protect the poor. God said defend the widow. God said feed the hungry, lift the weak, welcome the stranger. If that offends you, you’re the problem. If that makes you squirm, maybe it’s time to sit with your soul and ask yourself who you really serve.
This ain’t just politics. This is spiritual warfare dressed up in red hats and fake prophets. Wake up. You’ve been brainwashed long enough.
Democrats hit back — and not just with words. We’re tired of watching them sit on their hands while this man builds an empire of chaos. The people have been in the streets. We’ve marched, shouted, protested, organized, voted, and bled. But without serious backup from the folks in power, we’re stuck screaming into the wind. We need judges to stand up. We need senators and congress to stop playing scared. We need past presidents to break their silence. We need veterans who remember what this country used to stand for. We need fire in their voices and action in their hands — not polite press releases.
Because let’s be honest: our people are going to die if we don’t rise up and get loud. And I’m not exaggerating — this is survival we’re talking about. We’re doing this for our kids, our grandkids, our neighbors, friends, and for the strangers we’ll never meet but will bleed just the same. This ain’t a party war. This is a moral war. A war between truth and propaganda. A war between humanity and destruction. And right now, Trump ain’t playing chess — he’s rolling with dictators and terrorists like it’s a global mafia move.
Let that sink in.
You don’t find it strange he’s cozying up with Putin, a cold-blooded Russian tyrant, while also having extremists cheering him on? You don’t see the setup? The private jets, the shady deals, the whispers of a new American regime — one where he doesn’t walk out of the White House quietly. He’s not planning a peaceful exit. He’s stacking power like a man who plans to rule, not serve.
And if you think I’m being dramatic, maybe you’re the one who’s asleep. Ask yourself why this man is attracting every anti-democracy player on the planet. Ask yourself who benefits if America falls apart. It sure as hell ain’t us.
Now let’s talk action — because it’s time to mobilize, not just mourn:
PROTEST:
– Find your local protest schedule on sites like indivisible.org, womensmarch.com, and moveon.org
– Washington, D.C.: Freedom Plaza, Lafayette Square, Capitol Hill
– NYC: Union Square, Times Square
– Chicago: Daley Plaza, Federal Plaza
– LA: Downtown at Pershing Square
– Check Facebook events and local community boards
CALL + EMAIL YOUR REPRESENTATIVES:
– Capitol Switchboard: (202) 224-3121
– Text “RESIST” to 50409 to write to Congress instantly
– Use congress.gov to find names and emails
– Blow up their phones. Fill their inboxes. Demand action. Every single day.
SOCIAL MEDIA:
– @yourSenator
@yourCongressperson
tag them publicly
– Tag
@POTUS
@VP
and any politician dragging their feet
– Flood Twitter, TikTok, Instagram, and Threads with truth and urgency. Don’t let propaganda drown out reality.
MAIL THEM TOO:
Handwritten letters hit harder. They show effort. They get attention.
Mail Congress:
U.S. House of Representatives
Washington, DC 20515
U.S. Senate
Washington, DC 20510
This is not a drill. Trump has made it clear — he’s not loyal to America. He’s loyal to power. He’ll sell this country the second he thinks it benefits him. He’s aligning with foreign dictators and extremists for a reason. It’s not about policy. It’s about control. It’s about turning America into something unrecognizable. If you don’t believe that, then you’ve already handed him the keys.
We have to fight now. Loud. Bold. Fearless.
I do not debate what I post. Save your excuses, your whataboutisms, your “but Biden” cries — this ain’t about party. This is about saving our damn country.
If that makes you mad, good. Now do something about it.
@RichardBlumenthal @ChrisMurphy @POTUS @VP @JohnBLarson @JohnFonfara @DouglasMcCrory
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