He hardly leaves the screens before he returns with more revelations and lapses that have no decision; he says one thing and its opposite, he does not advance a step without taking steps back, he turns his face to the heavens, and sets his watch to the time of Gaza, which he wants to be the fifty-first state of his empire, he summons American Western films, and harasses friends, opponents and enemies alike.

The man, who is fascinated by winning a second term, quickly attacks his predecessor, calling him harsh names, and is seized by a state of revenge against everyone who opposed or criticized him, or was an obstacle in his path and caused him to be curbed.

The latest in the spectacle of the man obsessed with reality TV, he shared with a lightness unbecoming of a head of state a video clip he posted on his personal account, Truth Social, using AI technology, in which he and Netanyahu appeared, bare-chested, sipping cocktails on the beach in Gaza, where a forest of skyscrapers stretches out in the sands of the Strip, while luxury yachts rest on the surface of the Mediterranean, with children playing on the beach, under a shower of dollars falling like rain from the sky, with the appearance of semi-naked women dancing on grains of sand.

Disgusting, pitiful scenes of the level to which the great state has descended in terms of buffoonery, foolishness and frivolity, the end of which we do not know, nor the degree of its deviation or its repercussions.

Just as the real estate mogul and dealmaker backed down from the hell he threatened the children of Gaza with, he will back down from his sick imagination, his conceit and his snobbery, and he will discover that what his mind has woven is nothing but the stuff of media or movies!