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New Photo Shows Trump is Already Getting Sick of ‘First Buddy’ Elon Musk: ‘The Breakup Is Going to Be Epic’

Somebody doesn't like sharing the spotlight, I think.

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Donald Trump showed pretty early on in the 2024 campaign that he would do anything — even things he’s long been against — to win back the presidency. To that end, he took ideas, inspiration, and most especially money from anyone who would support him.

He found his perfect stooge in Elon Musk. The Tesla CEO can’t ever aspire to the presidency himself, since he wasn’t born in America. He’s richer than Jeff Bezos and has half as much common sense. He’s a tech nerd with a built-in advertising platform Trump can use any way he sees fit. He’s the perfect friend for a politician.

Or so Trump thought.

It looks like things are turning out differently than Trump might have imagined. Now that regulatory agencies are looking into whether Musk changed the algorithm of social media site X, which he bought when it was Twitter, to benefit Trump, he’s looking more like a liability than an asset.

But Trump doesn’t usually worry about that sort of thing, so I’m more inclined to believe that the face Trump is making in the picture below is due to something else entirely. Meidas Touch Network editor-in-chief Ron Filipkowski posted a picture of DC’s newest power couple on a plane together, and it doesn’t look like Trump is altogether thrilled that the election night party is still going on two weeks later.

We’ve all been there. A friend of a friend brings a friend over, and at first they seem super cool. They’ve got a tricked out car, a cool dragon tattoo, and they’re super funny. But as the night goes on, you notice that every time someone tells a story, this guy chimes in with, “Oh, don’t worry about it dude. This ONE time…”

And then the guy won’t leave. Suddenly, his flaws come in waves. He picks his own nickname — that’s a party foul anywhere, but especially with funny-nickname-picker guy as president. He’s way richer than you and has done way more stuff. Like, this dude could buy everything you own and have twice as much money left over as he PAID you for it.

Most importantly, he’s got more fans. Trump can’t have that.

Hence the uncomfortable, fake smile in that picture. And I’m not the only one who thinks so. Some of the responses to the post really sum up Trump and Musk’s relationship perfectly:

That last one right there is it for me. For anyone else, Trump would BE the Musk in the room you’re trying to ditch before you go do the cool stuff. Arrogant, pretentious, ugly, awkward — Trump and Elon are both all of those things. And if there are two narcissists in a room, one of them is unnecessary.

But in reality, Trump brought all of this on himself. If you surround yourself with people who were making every conversation about them pretty soon it’s going to be nothing but people talking about themselves.

Trump knows there’s not room in the White House for him and Elon Musk.

Now take that and brace yourself for Trump figuring that out with everyone he’s picked so far. Sure, picking Matt Gaetz as AG says you have giant cojones, but what about the fact that Gaetz actually showed you up with the crimes he’s very literally right now being shielded from by the Republicans in the US Congress. Sure, picking a muscly tattooed tough guy for Defense Secretary makes you seem modern and cool, but what about the fact that he’s so handsome, you can’t even be in a commercial or event together. He’ll make you look like a troll.

Trump is going to have to go through this with RFK, Jr. Sure, Trump cheated on all of his wives. But did he have a Rolodex full of the names of 43 mistresses? Trump can’t even screw around on his wife as well as Bobby Jr.

One the one hand, it promises to be a bumpy ride. But on the other hand, it could be good for America if Trump in constantly being distracted by having to be cooler or smarter or richer than guys he can’t possibly compete with.

Chaos means he won’t get to do too much damage.

Andrew Simpson
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Andrew is a dark blue speck in deep red Central Washington, writing with the conviction of 18 years at the keyboard and too much politics to even stand. When not furiously stabbing the keys on breaking news stories, he writes poetry, prose, essays, haiku, lectures, stories for grief therapy, wedding ceremonies, detailed instructions on making doughnuts from canned biscuit dough (more sugar than cinnamon — duh), and equations to determine the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow. A girlfriend, a dog, two cats, and two birds round out the equation, and in his spare time, Drewbear likes to imagine what it must be like to have spare time.

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