13 Jun 2025 7 min read

No Storybook Saviour

The End of Myth

There’s a particular comfort in comparing Trump to Hitler.

It’s a familiar villain. We’ve seen the movies. We know the arc. There’s an evil so obvious, so grotesque, that any thinking person instinctively rejects it. And in that rejection, we reinforce our own goodness. “We would never allow that here,” we say. “We know better.”

But that comparison isn't just lazy. It’s dangerous.

I'm not good at analogies... This was an interesting conversation yesterday, and an even more enlightening analysis.

I am fortunate to live in Canada.

The words I share have already subjected me to legal threats, and money using the law as a weapon. If I wasn't Canadian, my words might have already made me dead or disappeared.

Words matter, now.

Trump is not Hitler. And America in 2025 is not 1930s Germany.

I see a different correlation.

It’s Iraq. Under Saddam.

And that changes everything.

The Strongman Was Always Domestic

Saddam Hussein did not seize Iraq in a vacuum. He was not a foreign invader. He rose from within — nurtured by his country’s fractures, fears, and failures. A true believer in nothing but power, Saddam exploited tribal divisions, religious tensions, and post-colonial chaos to install himself as the only stable point in a system deliberately destabilised by design.

He was not a genius strategist. He was not a visionary.

He was a mirror. He became what Iraq needed to believe in to survive its own disintegration.

That’s Trump.

He didn’t destroy American institutions. He revealed their hollowness. He didn’t corrupt the system. He exposed that it was already beyond repair. He didn’t divide the country. He gave its divisions a voice, a face, and now — a nuclear arsenal.

This is not a warning. This is a reckoning.

Installed, Then Unleashed

The most bitter truth of Saddam’s rise is this: he was not only permitted by the West — he was installed by it. Trained. Funded. Armed. Managed. Until he wasn’t.

That same architecture holds true for Trump.

He was a media invention, long before he was a political figure. A ratings machine. A walking algorithm. He was courted by networks, embraced by billionaires, and platformed by institutions that believed they could control him.

He wasn’t seen as a threat. He was seen as useful.

Useful to fracture the left. Useful to distract from economic consolidation. Useful to maintain the illusion of choice while the real machinery of capital continued uninterrupted.

But just like Saddam, he believed the myth. And when the leash was tugged, he didn’t heel. He bit.

Now the system that built him has no idea how to contain him. Because containment was never part of the plan.

They never thought it would go this far.

This Time, He Has Nukes

Saddam had the illusion of weapons of mass destruction. Trump has the real thing.

He doesn’t just control a movement. He doesn’t just command a media empire. He doesn’t just walk free despite felony convictions. He stands in direct control of the most powerful military force on Earth — with a loyalist Department of Justice, a purged civil service, and a Supreme Court ready to back his every whim.

Marines deployed in Los Angeles.

This isn’t a hypothetical.

This is nuclear fascism backed by precedent.

Saddam killed dissenters in bunkers. Trump inspires his base to do it in school boards and statehouses. Disappearing anyone he wants, pulled off the street, from their home, in line for an appointment, or while walking with their kids... He doesn't need to fire a shot. But he wants to. He will. The real weapon is the weaponisation of legality.

He uses the Constitution like Saddam used the Ba’ath Party: as camouflage. As cover. As permission.

And he won’t need to declare martial law. He’ll just redefine law until only loyalty remains.

There Will Be No Arc of Redemption

This is the part Americans, especially liberals, still refuse to accept:

There is no cavalry coming. No great awakening. No deus ex media. No scandal big enough, no indictment damning enough, no revelation shocking enough to turn the tide.

Because this isn’t a break from the story.

This is the story.

Trump is not a glitch in the matrix. He’s the final version. The predictable product of a system that rewards spectacle over substance, wealth over wisdom, and loyalty over truth.

He is what happens when empire turns inward.

He is what happens when history becomes entertainment.

He is what happens when power is left unchallenged for too long.

And he cannot be voted away. Not in the old sense. Not with faith in a process now gutted of trust, and rigged with lies.

No Mythology Left

The myth of America was always that it could course-correct. That it had built-in safeguards. Checks. Balances. The wisdom of the founders. The resilience of the people.

That myth is dead.

And clinging to it now is like clinging to a broken rudder while the tide pulls you out to sea.

This isn’t a phase. It’s a transition. The moment when America stops pretending it’s a democracy and becomes what it has long enabled abroad: a managed state with the illusion of choice, the reality of control, and the crushing weight of enforced decline.

Trump is not the disease. He’s the final symptom.

And the longer you pretend otherwise, the faster the collapse.

So What Now?

That’s the question that paralyses everyone. If this is real — if there’s no storybook ending — what do we do?

Here’s the truth, stripped bare:

You exit the myth.

You stop looking for saviours and start building systems.

You protect your people, your data, your money, your mobility.

You don’t play defence. You don’t just react. You build parallel structures. Localized power. Real-world consequence. Strategic alliances not based on ideology, but on leverage.

You speak with clarity.

Not hope.

Not fear.

Clarity.

And you stop wasting time converting those already captured by the myth.

History doesn’t repeat. It metastasizes.

This is not 1933. This is not 2003. This is not fiction.

This is what it looks like when a once-mythic republic slides fully into empire — with the circus still in motion, the audience still clapping, and the nukes still online.

There is no storybook saviour.

But there are still levers.

If you can see this clearly...

Pull.

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There is no storybook saviour.

Just a mirror with nuclear codes.

Trump is not Hitler. He’s Saddam — installed, useful, unleashed.

And this time, the empire is home.

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