A state of war now exists between the commander in chief and the people of the United States. He'll lose—so help us God.

Today, Donald Trump appeared before America's highest-ranked military officers to ...

declare war on the people of the United States.

Horrifying footage of violent bile and emotional debauchery.

Not all its people — not its 69 million rural Americans, just the 273 million who live in America's cities.

Trump assembled what he sees as his gang of Sturmabteilung leadership. His purpose, to let them know, all 800 of them, that they will — or else — be ordering thousands of uniformed brownshirts into scores of urban venues inhabited by "animals."

Their purpose, to crack heads when they're not arresting and indefinitely detaining said animals. After all, said Trump, those urban territories are "a big part of war" — an inescapable product of their being "run by the radical left Democrats."

But not for long, said Trump. Because "we’re going to straighten them out" —we: Donald, and presumably Steven and Pete. "The people in this room are going to help with that." You will "quell civil disturbances," he said.

Unsaid: civil disturbances khakied goons will create when they go about cracking heads, arresting and indefinitely detaining "vicious" animals for spitting on the sidewalk or, even more threatening to America's internal security, for "holding an open bottle of rum on the sidewalk."

It's all "going to be a big thing for the people in this room," promised Trump.

"San Francisco, Chicago, New York, Los Angeles," to name only a few. "We're going to straighten them out one by one," he assured the silent assemblage. "That’s a war too," he explained. "It’s a war from within."

Take "Portland, Oregon." It "looks like a war zone," said Trump. (The look of this particular zone — NY Times war correspondent Anna Griffin had the story two days ago: "Some in the crowd of one or two dozen people have skirmished with federal law enforcement" outside an ICE facility.)

He went on. "We’re going into Chicago very soon." Because the state has an "incompetent," "stupid" governor, said Trump. And this: The city of 2.7 million people has a very usual problem: "murder." Sometimes even more than one.

To America's most distinguished and often most decorated military officers, Trump also foreshadowed some inevitable mission creep. His political opponents: "They’re vicious people that we have to fight, just like you have to fight vicious people." You know, animals.

And while you're at it, implied Trump to the 800, don't forget "sleazebag" journalists, those First Amendment "enemies of the people," as he has said, those members of the Lügenpresse.

Please note that in this post I have not emphasized to you, in punditry's seemingly unshakable style, the immensely obvious: today's extraordinary peril. I have only spelled out the salient facts. That ...

Today, September 30th, 2025, is a date which will live in infamy. For on this day, the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by its own commander in chief.

It will be recorded that the distance of the unhinged commander from the merest rationales makes it obvious that the attack was deliberately planned many days or even weeks ago.

Also, this hope.

We will not only defend ourselves to the uttermost but will make it very certain that this form of treachery shall never again endanger us.    

With confidence and the unbounding determination of our people, we will gain the inevitable triumph—so help us God.

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This piece is cross-posted in Substack.