Great leaders must carry themselves with dignity. To magnify petty glitches is not just laughable—it is shameful.
And when such behaviour comes from the head of a nation, it drags the very prestige of the office into ridicule.
A President grumbling in public about a faulty escalator or a teleprompter slip? That is the stuff of comedy, not statesmanship.
The UN General Assembly has now shown the world how a high chair meant for visionaries, diplomats, and thinkers can be turned into a circus ring when occupied by a businessman with no sense of restraint.
Dress up a crow in silk and jewels, and it still caws “kaa kaa.” Those who mistook him for a “guardian” or a “shepherd” now realize they were duped by the noise.
Threats, tariffs, chest-thumping, insults, name-calling—these are not the tools of a statesman but the tantrums of a street bully.
Worse, despite his age and the counsel of so-called wise men around him, he still behaves like a schoolboy seeking attention.
Every other day he contradicts himself, blurts out self-defeating statements, and rants like a third-rate political speaker at a street corner.
The frightening part? The world has to put up with this for another three and a half years. A man with this erratic temperament sits over the control of the world’s deadliest weapons.
We always warn that dangerous arms should never fall into the hands of terrorists or extremists. But what happens when they rest in the hands of a clown?
Pity is he himself proposing for Nobel Prize.
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