Trump

Europe can hear the music, see the water move, and still insists on arguing about the weather while the dock creaks beneath the weight of decisions postponed too long.

The law was meant to be America’s shield against tyranny, but under Trump it has been bent into a weapon, and if we want that shield back, the only constitutional path is to beat him at the ballot box, take Congress, and use impeachment to force the republic back under the rule of laws rather than the whims of one deeply flawed man.

The fall of a strongman does not end a regime so much as expose the machinery beneath it, where armed institutions, fear, and habit decide whether power reforms itself or hardens into something more dangerous.

Bolduc’s point is simple: when you rip up deals, yank forces, and treat alliances like vending machines, you do not get to walk away clean, because the mess you leave behind still has “Made in America” stamped on it.

A clean operation can remove a dictator, but it cannot erase the precedent that the United States is willing to decide, by force, who gets to lead.

If Washington starts talking like it can “govern” Venezuela from across an ocean, it stops sounding like a partner in democracy and starts sounding like the kind of power that mistakes a crisis for an invitation.

Caracas did not wake up so much as it got yanked out of bed by a fistful of explosions, and by sunrise Maduro and Flores were gone, hauled out on a Delta Force rumor trail that the White House has not bothered to pin down while the rest of the country stares into the smoke and waits to see what comes next.

America is not collapsing from outside pressure but hollowing itself out from within, trading shared civic responsibility for grievance, celebrity worship, and the comforting lies of a cult that mistakes cruelty for strength and ignorance for conviction.

Watching a real estate developer freelance foreign policy with a Kremlin insider felt less like statecraft and more like witnessing a slow-motion warning flare for anyone who still expects competence in American diplomacy.

Ukraine is working from a rewritten American peace blueprint that trims the harshest demands from the original plan, but whether this marks the start of a real endgame or another turn in a grinding war will be decided in the fine print and on the battlefield.

I am not interested in abstract “peace plans” drafted in Miami hotel suites; I am interested in whether the people I fought beside in Ukraine are being asked to trade their homes, language, and dead for the illusion of stability.

On a weekend when Israel took out Hezbollah’s military brain in Beirut, Trump hammered Kyiv as “ungrateful” while peace negotiators in Geneva pushed a bruising plan on Ukraine, and HMS Severn slid up alongside Russian warships in the English Channel, you could feel the whole security picture from the Levant to the North Atlantic tightening like a ratchet. It’s Sunday November 23rd, 2025. Here is your SOFREP Evening Brief.