Alright, let’s just say it out loud, because everyone’s tiptoeing around it like they’re afraid Putin’s gonna pop out of a cupboard and poison their tea.
Donald Trump isn’t “conflicted” about Ukraine. He isn’t “strategic.” He’s scared. He’s intimidated by Vladimir Putin. Full stop.
This is the same guy who’ll puff his chest out over Greenland, a frozen slab of rock with more polar bears than people, talking about “protecting it” like he’s guarding a fucking Costco rotisserie chicken. Greenland. The ass end of the planet. Nobody shooting back. Nobody calling his bluff. Safe little fantasy playground.
But Ukraine? Oh no. Suddenly it’s “very complicated.” Suddenly it’s “not our problem.” Suddenly it’s “let’s ask questions.” Funny how that works. Mr "I'm gunna end that war on day 1" lying mother fucker.
You know why? Because protecting Ukraine means standing up to Putin. And Trump does not stand up to Putin. He stiffens up like a kid who just heard his dad’s truck pull into the driveway early.
Look at the pattern. He screams at allies. He bullies NATO countries. He talks shit about Canada, Germany, Denmark. But Putin? Oh, Putin gets respect. Putin gets praise. Putin gets that weird quiet voice Trump uses like he’s talking to a mob boss who knows where the bodies are buried.
Greenland is easy. Greenland doesn’t talk back. Greenland doesn’t have tanks. Greenland doesn’t have nukes. Greenland doesn’t have kompromat sitting in a Moscow filing cabinet with Trump’s name on it.
Ukraine is messy. Ukraine is real. Ukraine involves dead civilians, blown-up cities, and a very clear moral line. And Trump wants nothing to do with moral lines because those require spine.
This isn’t “America First.” This is “Trump First.” Always has been. If there’s no personal upside, no branding opportunity, no gold-plated deal to slap his name on, he’s out.
Greenland looks like something you can own. Ukraine looks like something you have to defend. One feeds his ego. The other demands courage. Guess which one he runs from.
So yeah, he’ll rant about buying Greenland like it’s a beachfront condo, but when it comes to Ukraine, suddenly he’s real quiet, real cautious, real philosophical. That’s not strategy. That’s fear.
Trump isn’t worried about World War Three. He’s worried about Vladimir Putin not liking him, or maybe dropping those pee pee tapes. And that tells you everything you need to know about the man.
Fucking coward.