I’ve often written for this site that the monstrous, prickly caricature of President Donald Trump usually portrayed by the media is a wild-eyed ruse.
His touching and humane response to finding out about the news of Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s passing in 2020 has always been a moment that I’ve referenced as showing just how magnanimous Trump can be when his ideological foes perish.
Ruth Bader Ginsburg was one Trump most vocal enemies. She detested him and was outward about it.
This is how he reacted to her passing. pic.twitter.com/cWDGYwzkH8
— Brad Zerbo (@BradCGZ) September 11, 2025
Why, oh, why, couldn’t that Donald Trump have been present when famed Hollywood director Rob Reiner and his wife were allegedly murdered by their son in their California home on Sunday?
Instead, we got this version of Trump:
Donald J. Trump Truth Social Post 09:51 AM EST 12/15/25 pic.twitter.com/dlVxHGFhkx
— Commentary Donald J. Trump Posts From Truth Social (@TrumpDailyPosts) December 15, 2025
“A very sad thing happened last night in Hollywood,” the president posted to Truth Social on Monday morning. “Rob Reiner, a tortured and struggling, but once very talented movie director and comedy star, has passed away, together with his wife, Michele, reportedly due to the anger he caused others through his massive, unyielding, and incurable affliction with a mind crippling disease known as TRUMP DERANGEMENT SYNDROME, sometimes referred to as TDS. He was known to have driven people CRAZY by his raging obsession of President Donald J. Trump, with his obvious paranoia reaching new heights as the Trump Administration surpassed all goals and expectations of greatness, and with the Golden Age of America upon us, perhaps like never before. May Rob and Michele rest in peace!”
I mean this with zero exaggeration: That message should’ve literally been just the first line and last line, period.
Everything else is a disservice to anyone who’s ever defended Trump’s character from the relentless smears of the left and establishment media.
You simply do not speak ill of the dead, barring someone truly heinous (like, if you wanted to crack a Hitler joke hours after he offed himself, have at it).