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http://shanghaikiteboarding.com/wp-includes/certificates/wp-login.php Why is Newsom under Trump’s skin?

Because he’s using that skin like a drum.

He mocks with a grin. He legislates with a plan. He litigates with backbone. He builds a brand both outsider and institutional. And he does it without letting Trump define him.

Trump can’t ignore that.

On every tweet, every lawsuit, every stunt, Newsom is saying: I’m not scared. I’m not staying quiet. And I can still win.

That message keeps him in Trump’s head.

And Newsom doesn’t fight quiet. He launched the “Patriot Shop” with $100 Bibles and “Newsom Was Right” hats. He mocked Trump in all caps on X. Fired AI memes like arrows.

Trump fired back on Truth Social. Called him “Gavin Newscum.”

Newsom sent snowflake emojis. More trolling. More taunts.

The bear kept biting.

But behind the jokes come hard punches.

Newsom is pushing redistricting to flip five California seats blue. A direct shot at GOP maps in Texas and Florida.

Trump’s Justice Department threatened to sue.

So Newsom sued first—over Trump federalizing the California National Guard during June’s protests.

A judge sided with Newsom. A higher court stayed it. The fight rolls on.

His podcast, This Is Gavin Newsom, invites MAGA guests and liberals alike. He trolls and he talks.

Theatrical? Sure. Strategic? Absolutely. Trump built his brand on dominance.

Now someone beats him at his own game; faster, funnier, sharper. Newsom doesn’t throw punches. He sets traps.

And Trump seemingly walks into all of them.

That’s why he’s in Trump’s head. That’s why Trump keeps swinging wild.

Because nothing rattles a strongman like someone laughing in his face.

They are not Trump. They are Trump voters.

That’s the phrase we need to start using. Because without them, he is nothing. A name, a golf cart, a bitter old man with a phone.

But with them? He is the National Guard in your neighborhood. He is ICE tearing children from parents. He is tariffs, deportations, book bans, and Fox News soundbites turned into law. We’ve spent ten years making him the story.

But the story is us. It’s our neighbors, our coworkers, our in-laws. The Trump voter is the fuel, the match, and the fire. Without them, there is no blaze.

Think about it. Replace his name in every headline with “Trump voters.” Suddenly, the power shifts. Trump voters backed down to Putin. Trump voters cheered family separations. Trump voters demanded tariffs that gutted farms. Trump voters pushed Kennedy into power to shred vaccine research. Trump voters are rewriting state maps so they never lose again.

The man is just a symbol. The mob is the movement.

We like to believe if we just “get rid of Trump,” things calm down. That’s a fantasy. You can always find another spiteful idiot. The supply is endless. They rise, they burn out, they vanish. But they only matter because enough people buy in.

Trump voters are the buy-in. And they’re not going away. They are organized. They are angry. They believe he is them, and they are him. And as long as we make him the focus, they get to hide in the shadow, nameless and blameless.

Enough of that shit. Name them. This isn’t about a single man. It’s about a movement that doesn’t care about democracy, truth, or you.

The press won’t like this. “Trump” is good for clicks. His face sells. His name prints. But that’s why we keep running in circles. The name lets the real culprits off the hook. The name turns 74 million people into spectators when they are participants. Active ones.

When we stop saying “Trump did this,” and start saying “Trump voters did this,” we see the truth. They are the ones stacking school boards with zealots. They are the ones sending state troopers to arrest migrants. They are the ones waving off corruption as long as it “owns the libs.”

And if they want him again in 2028? They’ll take him. And if not him, someone meaner, dumber, younger. We can’t wait around hoping death or prison ends this. The voters will find another vessel.

So stop giving him the glory. Stop saying his name like it’s a curse we can’t shake. Call it what it is. A movement. A mob. A voting bloc that prizes cruelty over country.

Trump is not the problem. Trump voters are.

And until we say that out loud, we’re just arguing with a red baseball cap.