Hey Republicans Your Fuckweasel's Ratings are Circling the Drain, Like His Dirty Ass Shit-Diaper
You know what keeps me up at night: How the fuck is nearly half the country still buying into this steaming pile of authoritarian bullshit when the numbers are screaming that this presidency is a goddamn disaster?
Holy fucking republican cum on a cracker, where do I even begin with this colossal clusterfuck? Here we are, watching Donald Caligulump's approval ratings nosedive faster than a lead balloon filled with concrete and despair, and yet somehow this orange shitstain is still managing to con nearly half the fucking country into thinking he's doing a decent job. As of today, 44.9 percent of Americans approve of Donald Trump and 51.4 percent disapprove. That's a net approval rating of -6.6, and that's just the beginning of this fucking nightmare.
Let me paint you a picture so vivid you can taste the bitter disappointment and smell the acrid stench of democratic decay like the messy shit he just passed into his diaper. The numbers don't lie, even when this bloated sack of lies tries to gaslight us into believing otherwise. Today, 40% of U.S. adults approve of the way Trump is handling his job as president, including 31% who strongly approve. Nearly six-in-ten disapprove, including 48% who do so strongly. That's not a goddamn mandate, that's a fucking condemnation wrapped in statistical certainty.
The Psychology of Persistent Delusion: Trumpโs Aphasia at Work
What kind of psychological fuckery allows people to witness this trainwreck of incompetence and still nod their heads like bobble-headed dipshits? We're dealing with a toxic cocktail of cognitive dissonance, tribal loyalty, and willful ignorance that would make a cult leader cream his fucking pants with envy. The human brain, in all its flawed glory, will bend over backwards and perform mental gymnastics that would make an Olympic athlete weep just to avoid admitting they backed the wrong horse in this shit race.
When faced with mounting evidence that their chosen leader is about as competent as a drunk toddler operating heavy machinery, supporters retreat into information silos thicker than Fort Knox. They're not just drinking the Kool-Aid anymoreโthey're mainlining it directly into their goddamn cerebral cortex while screaming "fake news" at anything that doesn't confirm their preexisting beliefs.
The Economic Clusterfuck: When The Golden Shield Turns to a Golden Showerโฆof Shit
Remember when the economy was Turdalump Trump's supposed golden ticket? Well, that shit has turned to fool's gold faster than you can say "tariff tantrum." According to polling conducted between May 21 and June 2, 2025, economic job approval ratings for Trump range from a low of 37 percent to a high of 47 percent, with disapproval rates consistently higher in most surveys. The man who promised to bring back some mythical golden age of prosperity has instead delivered an economic anxiety buffet that would make a anxiety disorder support group look like a fucking tea party.
The tariff bullshitโoh sweet fucking Jesus, the tariffsโhave sent shockwaves through the system like a seismic event centered in the deepest pits of stupidity. These aren't just policy mistakes; they're economic war crimes against the American people's wallets. When your signature economic policy makes grocery shopping feel like a luxury experience, you've officially fucked the dog six ways from Sunday.
The Immigration Mirage: Cracking Smoking the Foundation
Immigration was supposed to be Trump the Turd's fortress of political strength, his unassailable castle of popular support. But even this supposedly bulletproof armor is showing hairline fractures that are growing into fucking fault lines. The deportation machinery keeps grinding forward like some nightmarish contraption from a dystopian fever dream, but public sentiment is shifting like quicksand beneath his tiny, inadequate feet.
When 54 percent believe ICE has gone too far in enforcing immigration laws, while only 18 percent say the agency hasn't gone far enough, you know the winds are changing direction. The bitter taste of cruelty masked as policy is finally making even his base gag on the authoritarian horseshit they've been force-fed for years.
The Philosophical Paradox of Democratic Decay
Here's where we dive into the existential nightmare that keeps me awake at night, staring at the ceiling like it holds the answers to humanity's collective stupidity. We're witnessing a real-time experiment in how democracies dieโnot with dramatic coups or jackbooted thugs marching in the streets, but with the slow, methodical erosion of norms, institutions, and basic fucking human decency.
The philosophical question that gnaws at my soul like a rabid dog is this: What does it mean for a democracy when nearly half the population continues to support someone whose policies actively harm their interests? Are we seeing the triumph of tribalism over rationality? The victory of emotions over evidence? Or are we simply witnessing the final stages of an educational and media system so thoroughly broken that truth itself has become a casualty of partisan warfare?
This isn't just about politics anymoreโthis is about the fundamental nature of reality and whether we as a species are capable of processing information in ways that don't lead us straight into the fucking abyss. When approval ratings become divorced from actual performance, when feelings matter more than facts, when loyalty trumps logic, we're not just dealing with a political crisisโwe're confronting an existential one.
The International Fart and Shit Embarrassment Factor
Let's talk about how the rest of the world views this shitshow, because spoiler alert: they're not exactly impressed. A 2025 Pew Research Center study found that more than half in 19 of 24 countries surveyed, said they lack confidence in Trump's leadership of world affairs. That's not just a diplomatic hiccupโthat's a full-scale credibility crater that makes America look like that one uncle who shows up drunk to family gatherings and starts political arguments with the teenagers.
The international community is watching this trainwreck with a mixture of horror, fascination, and the kind of morbid curiosity usually reserved for multi-car pileups on the interstate. They're seeing an America that's lost its fucking mind, led by a man whose idea of foreign policy involves bombing first and asking questions never.
The Visceral Reality of Decline
You can feel it in your bones, can't you? That gnawing sensation that something fundamental has broken, that we've crossed some invisible line from which there might be no return. It's the taste of copper pennies in your mouth when you read the latest polling data. It's the smell of sulfur in the air when you watch the news. It's the sound of democracy's death rattle disguised as political discourse.
The approval ratings aren't just numbers on a screenโthey're a mirror reflecting our collective soul, and the image staring back is uglier than a baboon's asshole after a three-day bender. We're watching in real-time as institutions crumble, norms evaporate, and basic human decency gets tossed into the garbage disposal of history like yesterday's rotten leftovers.
The Stubborn Persistence of Support: MAGAs Want to Wear Diapers Too
But here's what really fries my fucking circuits: despite all this evidence, despite the crater-sized holes in his approval ratings, despite the mounting evidence that this presidency is about as successful as a chocolate teapot, roughly 40-45% of Americans still think Donny McCrappants is doing a bang-up job. That's not just concerningโthat's fucking terrifying.
What kind of reality distortion field do you have to live in to look at these numbers and think, "Yeah, this is fine. This is exactly what America needs." It's like watching someone praise the Titanic's navigation skills while standing waist-deep in freezing Atlantic water.
The Conclusion: A Nation at a Crossroads
So here we fucking are, America. Standing at the crossroads of history with our collective dick in our hands, watching approval ratings fluctuate like a seismograph during an earthquake while the foundations of our democracy crack beneath our feet. The numbers tell a story of a presidency in decline, a leader whose support is eroding faster than a sandcastle in a tsunami, and a nation grappling with the fundamental question of whether we're capable of learning from our mistakes or doomed to repeat them until the whole fucking system collapses.
The approval ratings aren't just political data pointsโthey're symptoms of a deeper disease, indicators of a democratic experiment gone horribly wrong, and perhaps our last best hope for recognizing that we're barreling toward a cliff at breakneck speed. The question isn't whether Donald McStinkbottom's presidency is failingโthe numbers make that abundantly fucking clear. The question is whether we're going to wake up from this nightmare before it's too late, or whether we're going to sleepwalk our way into authoritarian hell while humming "The Star-Spangled Banner" and pretending everything is fine.
Because let me tell you something: everything is decidedly not fucking fine, and the approval ratings are just the canary in the coal mine singing its death song while we debate whether the air is really that poisonous after all.
And Wendy is FUCKING MAD. And not a littleโฆโฆ.
Citations
The Hill, 2025. Meuller, J. โHereโs where Trumpโs approval ratings stand on key issuesโ
I wish you didnโt hold yourself back, and told us what you REALLY think.
That IS a fucking masterpiece, again your word imagery is absolutely fucking amazing.
I write from the relative safety of Australia, but what I am seeing in America is unfathomable. I remember watching on TV the assassination of JFK. I felt as if the air had been sucked out of the room. That the world had been turned upside down. A few years later we were learning about slavery in America, the Civil War, and the end of slavery. But I had a much older brother who used to get LIFE magazine full of photojournalism. And that was telling a different story. Photos of race riots, young black men getting their heads kicked in. The reality of America didnโt match its rhetoric. America was far from perfect, but then is any nation?
America did not always live up to its promise, but when it did, it was amazing. There was a reason the Statue of Liberty was gifted to America, and those words written on its plinth once meant something.
Do you remember high school? Most of the students bought into the supremacy of sports, screaming their approval of cheerleaders and athletes, even though on the average the cheerleaders and athletes were as mean as a junkyard dog. Some of them were Young Nazis. If you didn't go along with this and the rest of their worship (designer sneakers and jeans, etc), you were so far out you could see the Canadian border.
There is no cure for stupidity. The cure is (maybe) the philosopher's stone, which has been sought for centuries.
All these high schoolers have grown up and are now stupid adults.