From My Point of View...
Once upon a time, we had press releases, official statements and institutional briefings. Today, we learn about the arrest of a leader on “X” and are informed about the intentions of a superpower through tweets of just a few characters.
I am chronophobic. I value clarity, brevity and to-the-point statements, without detours, unnecessary dialogue or long-winded introductions. I confess, however, that this lightness irritates me deeply. Is it because I am an old soul? Because I love rules and dignity? Because I respect structures and value procedures? What can I say. It must be the Capricorn in me.
This ease of sending a message, which diminishes seriousness, rationalises irregularity and legitimises illegality, strikes me as profoundly offensive, destabilising and dangerous. In a country without rules, without procedures, without justice, with impunity, what is it that makes us a democracy? To answer your question, yes, I am still referring to the United States. What did you think? What safeguards justice and meritocracy when a message is conveyed exactly as one person thought it, if they thought it at all?
I cannot help but recall Barack Obama’s announcement on the death of Osama bin Landen and the corresponding one by Donald Trump a few years later on the death of Abu Bark al Baghdadi. I was thinking the same thing while watching Trump speak yesterday about the arrest of Maduro, an arrest that I personally consider an abduction.
All this reflection because of Trump’s “true media” tweets – I honestly do not know what they are called anymore, sorry – about Maduro, presented in various stylistic snapshots. And the answer is yes. Because of this. Because of the Fuck Around and Find Out of a leader addressed to the rest of the world. Because of all the comments under that post and even more so during yesterday’s press conference.
No games. FAFO. pic.twitter.com/brCiNvCK8u
— The White House (@WhiteHouse) January 3, 2026
Hearts and crowns for KING TRUMP were being posted freely. Are we serious? Wrong question. So outdated and last year. We have by now fully internalised that we are neither serious nor hopeful. Quite the opposite.
What hurts, frightens and disorients, however, is not the absence of hope. We lost that years ago. What now makes me swallow Cipralex like Mentos is the realisation that what we are living through is not serious, that there is no hope it will get better and, even worse, that it is becoming normal. A normality that traps us.
No one can do anything to change it. We adapt to this reality, all the way to something worse. The absence of choice is so distressing and bleak, almost as bleak as the image of public discourse and the way they choose, sadly consciously but clearly without any awareness whatsoever, to project it.
Do you doubt it? This is not a new phenomenon. Would you like to take a look at the social media of his personal account while he is President, as well as the official accounts across various platforms? I have gathered some for you.
We realized everyone over at Bluesky probably wasn't seeing our content.
— The White House (@WhiteHouse) October 17, 2025
So we decided to fix that.
Here are some of our greatest hits all in one place. Enjoy ❤️🇺🇸 pic.twitter.com/v6SdrMIWtW
And when the message is not published directly but is instead relayed through the media, what happens then? It becomes shameful. It becomes offensive and flattening. It becomes even more dangerous.