ArcaMax

VANCOUVER, British Columbia — Did you know the Western elite are basically a bunch of shady, self-important creeps in tailored suits cosplaying as little emperors? Trump noticed. And now he’s ripping off their silk robes in public.

Is it necessary? Without question. Because somehow, there are still people out there treating these clowns like they’re sacred oracles protecting western civilization. In reality, their “vision” gets cobbled together behind closed doors with other rich weirdos, all to serve a global agenda that ultimately helps the same jerky circle while leaving the rest of us holding the bill.

First up, Harvard University. Team Trump tried to block foreign students comprising about 30 percent of the student body from continuing to attend the Ivy League institution. An Obama-appointed district court judge jumped in front of the move, but that hardly prevented Trump from availing himself of the ensuing media spotlight to promote the revelatory notion that Harvard was rife with dim bulbs. “A lot of the people need remedial math. The students can’t add two and two and they go to Harvard,” Trump said. “So why would they get in?”

Trump drew attention to the glossed-over fact that, in September 2024, the university introduced a “foundational skills” algebra and geometry class for kids who apparently failed to grasp the basics of high school math. Wonder if Harvard had to dummy down the curriculum for Nobel Prize nominee and atomic bomb inventor, Robert Oppenheimer, when he was accepted to Harvard for his undergrad? Seems that the standards were tougher a century ago.

Covid conveniently gave cover to scrap its standardized admission testing requirements between 2020 and 2024, math skills be damned. Looks like Harvard’s real admissions test is whether you can convincingly virtue-signal while failing pre-calculus.

Trump drawing attention to the phenomenon does nothing to dispel the notion that Harvard is a daycare for a mix of Little Lord Fauntleroys and box-checking admissions case studies, all moulded into globalist foot soldiers who then go on to maintain the very machinery that produced them.

Next up: rich crypto bros, aka the newest class of nouveau riche suckers. A lot of noise has been made about Trump’s kids hustling the new “$TRUMP coin” digital currency, with critics claiming it’s basically a high-stakes auction for presidential access. Turns out that the punchline has landed squarely on the buyers.

At a recent dinner for the top 250 crypto investors at Trump National Golf Club, attendees were reportedly crushed to discover they had “zero access” to Trump himself, despite the fact that he was technically on-site for 23 minutes, including a speech one high-roller generously described as “pretty much like bullshit.”

The upside? “Free” food for all those invested millions. “I was hoping for Big Macs or pizza,” said one guest. “That would have been better than the food that we were served.” Guess $TRUMP coin’s real value is proving that even the freshly minted elite will pay millions for the privilege of Trump giving them a public wedgie, then pay for the dry cleaning. Now they know how Israel First mega-donor Miriam Adelson must have felt after she donated $100 million to Trump’s reflection and he blew off Israel on his latest trip to the Middle East.

And the pièce de résistance: the Eurocrat overlords running the European Union, who sent a new trade proposal to Team Trump last Thursday, after the U.S. and EU respectively slapped — then suspended — tit-for-tat tariffs on each other in April. Hours after the offer was delivered, Trump woke up feeling exactly like the average European: angry at Brussels. “The European Union, which was formed for the primary purpose of taking advantage of the United States on TRADE, has been very difficult to deal with,” Trump said on social media, lamenting “non-monetary trade barriers” like the dog’s breakfast of value added tax rates between various member states. So he hit them with a spontaneous 50 percent tariff on European imports to the U.S. starting June 1 (later extended to July 9).

What could’ve possibly rubbed Trump the wrong way? Surely it wasn’t that line, reportedly buried in Brussels’ trade proposal, snootily suggesting that a value-added tax isn’t a tariff, so isn’t a problem. Or the sermonizing about labor and environmental standards, delivered with the pretentiousness of a Parisian wine mixer. Or maybe it was just the overall condescending vibe, which European elites are absolutely not known for.

Trump had already been cracking his knuckles a few days earlier, warming up for a transatlantic body slam. “The European Union is, in many ways, nastier than China. And we’ve just started with them. Oh, they’ll come down a lot. You watch. We have all the cards,” he said. Nothing says “winning hand” like flipping the table. Unless you’re convinced the game is rigged. Which is apparently the case.

Whatever it was that set Trump off, it’s popcorn time for the rest of us.

Average Europeans have long been fed up with a system where multinational giants can afford battalions of lobbyists to influence overregulation and loopholes, while the little guy gets squeezed right down to the rind. Watching Trump call out the EU from across the Atlantic is pure catharsis.

Meanwhile, Americans, stuck in the grind, are wondering why they’re pulling 60-hour weeks just to afford rent, while Europeans enjoy massive social safety nets and weeks-long paid summers off. All propped up, at least partly, by shielding certain favored industries from global competition.

Indeed, let’s open that kimono. Sounds like a fun and long overdue conversation.

Welcome to the era of Trumpflation, where hyperinflated egos of the global elites get devalued on a near-daily basis, and are somehow still drastically overvalued. Please, carry on, Mr. President. The emperors’ pants aren’t going to drop themselves.