Trump's Exit Strategy

 

Donald Trump’s exit strategy from the White House is now coming to light: He has refused to sign a bill that would put $600 into the wallets of needy Americans in favour of one that changes that number to $2000.

The $600 being the outcome of prolonged negotiations between Republicans and Democrats and presented to Trump for final approval.

Those who understand the nature of the political process will instantly realize the implications: Needy Americans are being used as a bargaining chip by the geriatrics at the top of the political power pyramid in the not-so-United States of America. The food bank lineups are increasing in length as the political system becomes increasingly dysfunctional.


What is somewhat startling about this development is that Trump has essentially turned against establishment figures in the Republican party, in favour of the Democrat position in the negotiations.

In order to understand this, some background might be in order: Trump was never part of the GOP (Good Old Party = Republicans) inner circle. He is an outsider and made a deal of convenience with the GOP after he saw an opportunity for himself by appealing to the traditional Democratic base that felt let down by arrogant and incompetent people running the Democratic Party.

The GOP inner circle hacks saw Trump as a way to get their foot into the White House, but never really accepted him as one of their own.


And now the crap is hitting the fan as Trump is turning on them by siding with the Democrats on the amount of money that should be made available to needy Americans.

Trump has now created a stalemate as a bargaining chip for himself with a very unpredictable outcome at the end.


The outcome for many Americans is very predictable: Misery as their bank accounts and lines of credit dry up.

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