Karoline Leavitt Can't Cover Up the Truth. Trump's Cankles and Hand Makeup Say It All [View all]
Forget the orange makeup on his hand. Forget the newly grey hair hovering above his scalp. Forget the slits for eyes. The real tell on Donald Trump is below the knee.
His ankles, swollen and straining over his Oxfords, aren’t just unsightly “cankles”; they’re flashing neon signs of a body under pressure. In medical terms, that puffiness often means venous or even cardiac insufficiency, the circulation slowing, the blood not moving as it should. These are not the hinges of stamina that can run a presidential marathon, but the hinges of a retiree glued to his La-Z-boy, feet up and watching Fox News all day.
We’ve already seen this movie when it starred President Joe Biden. The stumbles, the shuffling, the vacant stares, all dismissed until his catastrophic debate meltdown, when the country suddenly realized the emperor had no recall. The press tiptoed around the obvious: he was too old. Then, boom. Reality hit on live TV.
A year later, we’re watching the sequel. Now it’s Trump’s turn under the unflattering fluorescent lights of mortality. He’s 79, a number closer to octogenarian shuffleboard than to nuclear brinkmanship. Just this week, he twice announced he was “going to Russia,” clearly confused about where his hastily scrambled Alaskan summit with President Putin was taking place. The confusion persisted. On Air Force One, he told Brett Baier he was a “deal guy,” and if things didn’t work with Putin he’d “come back to the United States” and work on other things, as if peace in Europe could be abandoned like a casino in Atlantic City.
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