Sweet baby Moses.
Last night, while American families lose healthcare and trans kids lose their right to exist in public, the People’s House hosted a cage fight. An honest-to-God, blood-on-the-canvas, men-beating-each-other-senseless cage fight.
UFC Freedom 250 went down on the South Lawn beneath a 90-foot arched lighting rig the UFC called “The Claw,” because nothing says constitutional republic like arena spectacle erected on the nation’s most sacred lawn. The event kicked off with the Marine Band, Zac Brown singing the National Anthem, and a military flyover. Mark Zuckerberg sat front row. Between fights, they played speech excerpts from Reagan and FDR.
One video package featured a dramatic Trump voiceover that ended with him saying, “Join. The. Fight.”
Subtle.
Why June 14th? The 250th anniversary of the republic, yes. Also — conveniently — the 80th birthday of one Donald John Trump, King Brat Baby of these United States. He walked out with Dana White to cheers. Someone shouted “Happy Birthday!” Applause followed. Because of course it did.
The Romans called it panem et circenses — bread and circuses. Keep the masses entertained and they won’t notice what’s being taken from them. We’ve traded the bread for Crypto.com sponsorships and the circus for the Octagon, but the strategy is vintage.
The Claw came down this morning. The South Lawn will be replanted. But the people who used last night as a backdrop for their own mythology? Still there.
So are we.
Keep resisting. Keep speaking. Vote in every election — federal, state, local, school board, all of it. The King Brat Baby and his cronies didn’t seize power from the top alone; they built it from the ground up. We take it back the same way.
The Claw was temporary. So is Resident Clump.
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