Devilish Behavior from a Disgusting ‘President’
Rest in peace Rob & Michele: you were glorious

A Stain on the Soul of Our Nation
by Sai Marie Johnson
We stand in the shadow of a tragedy so profound it rends the very fabric of our humanity. Rob Reiner and Michele Singer Reiner — two luminous souls who gave their lives to creativity, advocacy, and solidarity — are gone, slain in circumstances that demand universal mourning and compassion. Their legacy was joy, love, and justice. Their loss is immeasurable, and their absence leaves a void that cannot be filled.
Yet instead of reverence, we are confronted with desecration. The posted remarks of President Trump, invoking “Trump Derangement Syndrome” as a grotesque justification for this private family catastrophe, are not merely insensitive — they are acts of moral cowardice and profound cruelty. To weaponize grief, to exploit the agony of a daughter discovering her parents slain, is not political discourse. It is inhumanity laid bare. It is the desecration of mourning itself.
This murder and senseless act of violence here was not politically-based, but this awful President had to charge it as so, but when something is politically-based, he will turn around and denounce its factuality. It is pure absurdity at this point.
Absolute and complete theatrics that this man uses to disrespect and degrade others while trying to tout how great he is. Rob Reiner is 100,000 times the man that Donald Trump could ever hope to be, and was a wonderful contributor of joy and love to the world. His memory will outshine beyond anything Trump’s has, and when he finally leaves the mortal coil, he will not be remembered fondly with one absolute he can count on: the amount of deep tributes made unto him at his passing will pale in comparison because golden-hearted wonder is something he will never, ever possess.

The truth is this is a spiritual catastrophe. To flatten such suffering into partisan fodder is to annihilate the dignity of grief. It is to spit upon compassion, the very soil from which any hope of healing might grow. America has not simply lost its way — it has lost its soul. When the highest office in the land chooses mockery over empathy, cruelty over care, we witness the unweaving of all goodness in our country. This is not a battle of left versus right. It is the collapse of decency, the corrosion of conscience.
We must name this evil for what it is. Hatred and bigotry reap consequences, but the innocent should never be collateral damage in a war of rhetoric. To exploit tragedy for self-serving gain is the most vile act of moral bankruptcy in modern memory. It is the ultimate betrayal of the sacred duty of leadership: to protect, to console, to honor the humanity of those who suffer.
And yet, beyond the cruelty of words, there lies a deeper wound. This tragedy is not only about politics — it is about the systemic failures that haunt our nation: untreated mental illness, the scourge of addiction, the silence around domestic suffering. These are the roots of catastrophe, and they demand our collective courage to confront. To ignore them, to reduce them to a cynical talking point, is to abandon the very possibility of healing.
Trump’s remarks on the Reiners’ death citing TDS, in a shameful and disrespectful rant.
My fellow Americans: when will we learn? When will we find the courage to allow mourning without annihilation, to honor grief without exploitation? The seeds of indifference we have sown are now bursting through our own soil. We cannot escape them. We must confront them. We must interrogate the empire of cruelty that has taken root in our discourse, and we must resist it with every fiber of our being.
If there is any lesson in this turmoil, it is this: compassion is not optional. Empathy is not weakness. To silence or exploit those who suffer is to destroy the very possibility of healing. We must resist cruelty with courage, indifference with humanity, and exploitation with truth. Only then can we begin to restore the soul of our nation.
Let us hold space for mourning.
Let us honor the lives of Rob and Michele Reiner not by allowing their tragedy to be weaponized, but by recommitting ourselves to the values they embodied: creativity, advocacy, solidarity, and love.
Their memory demands nothing less than our refusal to let cruelty define us. Their legacy calls us to rise above the mire of hatred and reclaim the sacred ground of human decency.
Mark Knopfler & Willy DeVille — Storybook Love
Come, my love, I’ll tell you a tale
Of a boy and girl and their love story
And how he loved her, oh, so much
And all the charms she did possess
Now this did happen once upon a time
When things were not so complex
And how he worshiped the ground she walked
And when he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed
My love is like a storybook story
But it’s as real as the feelings I feel
My love is like a storybook story
But it’s as real as the feelings I feel
It’s as real as the feelings I feel
This love was stronger than the powers so dark
A prince could have within his keeping
His spells to weave and steal a heart
Within her breast, but only sleeping
My love is like a storybook story
But it’s as real as the feelings I feel
My love is like a storybook story
But it’s as real as the feelings I feel
It’s as real as the feelings I feel
He said, “Don’t you know I love you, oh, so much
And lay my heart at the foot of your dress?”
She said, “Don’t you know that storybook loves
Always have a happy ending”?
Then he swooped her up just like in the books
And on his stallion they rode away
My love is like a storybook story
But it’s as real as the feelings I feel
My love is like a storybook story
It’s as real as the feelings I feel
It’s as real as the feelings I feel

Cary Elwes & Robin Wright: 1987 The Princess Bride, directed by Rob Reiner
About the Creator
Sai Marie Johnson
A multi-genre author, poet, creative&creator. Resident of Oregon; where the flora, fauna, action & adventure that bred the Pioneer Spirit inspire, "Tantalizing, titillating and temptingly twisted" tales.
Pronouns: she/her

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