The White House confirmed today that construction on a $200 million ballroom starts in September. Ninety thousand square feet. Capacity for 650. Designed after Mar-a-Lago, because the man looked at the people’s house and decided it needed more of his living room. “Private donors” are covering it, which is Washington for people who need something from this administration and are buying the most expensive receipt in the country.
Also today: 100% tariffs on imported patented drugs kicked in. Seventeen pharmaceutical companies were big enough to negotiate their way out. The rest pass the cost straight to you. He is taxing your medication and building himself a dance floor in the same calendar month. If you want to know whose side any of this is on, the ballroom fits 650 and you are not one of them.
Two-thirds of the country thinks the war he’s running isn’t worth it. The Senate killed another War Powers resolution yesterday, 49–50. Your prescriptions got more expensive this morning. The gold ceiling breaks ground in September. Somewhere in that 90,000 square feet is every answer to every question about where the money goes.