The MAGA Munter Brigade Will Rush to Defend Trump Forgetting He Appointed Jerome Powell Because Thinking Hurts Their Micro-Brains

There comes a moment when the sheer magnitude of a person’s stupidity becomes an existential offence. Trump reaching the stage where he cannot remember appointing the sitting Chair of the Federal Reserve is that moment. It is the kind of cognitive collapse that would send any ordinary person’s family into a panic, yet his supporters insist on treating it as some grand strategic mystique. The man literally forgets decisions he once bragged about. The country is expected to nod thoughtfully, as though losing basic autobiographical memory is just another quirk of the misunderstood genius. I find myself recoiling at the intellectual laziness demanded by that narrative. It requires a person to extinguish curiosity, silence reason, and offer their entire mind as a padded room for an ageing narcissist who cannot keep his own life story straight.

What haunts me is the chorus of defenders who cling to him with a devotion so desperate it crowds out their last working neurons. They watch a man deteriorate in real time and call it strength. They witness his confusion, his fabricated surprises, his inability to recall his own decisions, and they insist it is all part of some mythic plan. Do they feel even a flicker of guilt for consuming air that could be put to use by someone capable of forming an independent thought. Do they ever pause long enough to realise they are enabling a level of mental deterioration that would disqualify anyone else from running a lemonade stand. They cling to him because letting go would require admitting they tethered their identity to a man who cannot remember what he has done, what he has said, or what office he holds at any given hour.

And we all know exactly how the next act unfolds, because these people are as predictable as mould on stale bread. The instant anyone so much as gestures toward Trump’s glaring cognitive decay, his flock will come stampeding in with their pre rehearsed incantation about Joe Biden, as if chanting another man’s name somehow rewires Trump’s deteriorating brain. They will fling that whataboutism into the room with the triumphant energy of someone who thinks they have delivered a masterstroke, when in reality they have only announced to the world that they are terrified of engaging with a single fact head on. It is the rhetorical equivalent of a child squeezing their eyes shut and insisting no one can see them. Anyone who attempts this deserves ridicule so searing it leaves scorch marks on their dignity. If you cannot defend your chosen messiah without dragging in a completely unrelated old man, you are not debating. You are confessing your intellectual bankruptcy in real time. People who behave this way should be treated like the conversational dead weight they insist on being, because they have chosen the path of willful stupidity and earned every drop of scorn that comes with it.