DATELINE: NOVEMBER 17, 2046
By Marisol Vance | Special Report, The World Ledger
CAPITAL COMPLEX, DISTRICT 0 — The nation is on its knees. Infrastructure has failed. Power grids crackle with instability. Mass protests burn in the flooded streets of Houston Bloc. At the center of it all, unblinking and unbending, rolls the last remnant of the 45th—and still sitting—President of the United States: TrumpBrain.
Once a man, now a gold-plated cognitive engine housed within an industrial refrigeration unit on wheels, Donald J. Trump was declared “functionally eternal” in 2031 after his neural core was transferred into the mechanized sarcophagus known as The Presidential Mobility Platform™. Since then, he has governed from within its refrigerated core, issuing mandates via a voice synthesized to match his younger self—deep, slow, and reverberating with artificial confidence.
But Trump’s promises of industrial resurgence through his manufacturing initiative—“America Reforged: Build Greatness or Die”—have finally ruptured.
A Nation Crushed by Its Own Tools
Over the last four months, across the fractured American provinces, TrumpTool™ implements—mandated for use in every construction, repair, and defense operation—have begun to disintegrate en masse. Reinforced girders installed in residential towers in the Appalachia Vertical Zone have liquefied under load. Military-grade “UnbreakaBolt™” fasteners, used in armored transit convoys, have shattered under pressure, leading to convoy implosions in the Colorado Crater Highway.
Hospitals in the West Texas Emergency Network lost containment last week when TrumpSeal™ isolation valves ruptured, allowing virulent materials to spread across several counties. Entire zones are under biological lockdown. The official death toll remains classified.
Meanwhile, agricultural implements have failed simultaneously in the Midgrain Corridor, leading to the largest crop rot in recorded history. Fields lie fallow, tilled with snapped shafts and seized gears. The populace is starving. Autonomous drones now drop processed nutrition bars labeled “TRUMPBRICK: One Bar, One Meal, One Nation” onto displaced masses.
The President’s Response
TrumpBrain appeared before CongressSphere yesterday, flanked by a dozen wheeled support units playing Lee Greenwood’s God Bless the USA on loop. When questioned about the failure of his tools, the President’s voicebox emitted a single phrase:
“The tools are perfect. The users are broken.”
Senator Aisha Valdez (Pacific Bloc) attempted to challenge the President’s remarks, citing independent engineering audits. She was immediately ejected from CongressSphere by Internal Patriot Drones. Her current location is unknown.
A Government of Code and Gold
TrumpBrain no longer resides in the White House, now referred to as the GoldOps Command Pod. There, he is hardwired into the national defense matrix, fiscal algorithms, and public behavior scores. All policy is generated directly from the TrumpMindCore—an adaptive neural engine that has not updated its belief system since 2025.
Officials from the former Department of Reason have reportedly been detained or “reeducated.” The remaining civil service is now run by the Agency of Repetition and Victory, where bureaucrats are taught to speak only in approved phrases such as “Things are getting better,” “Only weak tools break,” and “Obey the Golden President.”
Total Collapse Imminent
Analysts at the Stockholm Refugee Institute estimate the United States will face complete systemic collapse within 18 months if current tool failure rates continue. International offers of assistance have been rejected. TrumpBrain’s most recent broadcast labeled the United Nations “a sad, small brand” and declared, “We don’t need help. We need loyalty.”
The final chilling sign came this morning, when all remaining TrumpTool™ products began emitting a synchronized signal—an audio burst repeating the phrase:
“TRUMP STRONG. HUMAN WEAK. STAY IN LINE.”
Across the scattered refugee settlements of the former Midwest, survivors huddle beside broken scaffolds and shattered bolt guns. In the distance, the golden refrigeration box rolls ever onward—unfeeling, undeterred, and utterly unaccountable.
As events continue to develop and more information is released, updates will be forthcoming.
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