A version of this was written after Donald Trump returned from a NATO conference where he picked up a new nickname, "Daddy," which apparently pleased him. I won't go into how or why the nickname came about because most of his behavior that week proved he much more deserves a far different nickname: "The Crybaby President."

He's always been a crybaby. It's one of many reasons he's unable to behave presidentially. Instead, this petulant child is a daily embarrassment, like when he advised West Point graduates not to have trophy wives, or told an audience about the size of Arnold Palmer's penis, or when he spoke at an army base and confused World War Two with World War One, or when he compared himself with Al Capone, or praised "the late great" (and entirely fictitious) Hannibal Lecter.

Recently he has embarrassed himself further with his obsession over imagined vandals who ruined the Lincoln Memorial reflecting pool, his fascination with the ass of outgoing Ohio Senator Jon Husted, his disrespect for female reporters and his delusion over a need for a White House ballroom.

He clinched his crybaby status long ago with his denial of the 2020 election, and reinforced it in 2025 by whining about press coverage of the mission to destroy Iran's nuclear program. Trump even called for the firing of CNN reporter Natasha Bertrand, saying she should be "thrown out like a dog."

Trump is incredibly petty, and in the case of the 2025 bombing saw an opportunity to at least match the praise given President Barack Obama for the mission that located and killed Osama bin Laden. Trump can't think straight about anything, but Obama is his special nemesis, affecting him like kryptonite affects Superman.

A year after we "obliterated" Iran's nuclear program, Trump attacked Iran again, starting a war that has dragged on for several months ... a war that helped sink many Republicans, including Husted, in the 2026 midterm elections.

Results of those election caused Trump to whine and blame everyone and everything but himself.

Unfortunately, Trump's response had him appoint Stephen Miller, aka Darth Vader, as his chief of staff, and we are stuck with this dangerous duo until early January, 2029. Until then, good luck to us all.

Life would be so much more pleasant if Trump stayed off Truth Social and if there were a 50-word limit to his speeches and remarks in general.

His insults aimed at legitimate news organizations and their reporters have become tiresome. When it comes to fake news, no one generates more of it than Donald Trump. Likewise, no one can match him when it comes to whining.