This is Trump's America. There's Only One Winner Here.
This is Trump's America, where the people cheer their own exclusion and call it victory. In the end, there was only ever going to be one winner.
They will stand in the cold. As Donald Trump takes the oath of office for his second term, thousands of his most devoted supporters will find themselves locked out of their own victory party. The president, citing an Arctic blast sweeping across the capital, has moved his inauguration indoors to the Capitol Rotunda – a space that can accommodate only a select few thousand of America's elite. The faithful traveling from Arkansas, Ohio, and beyond will be left to wander the streets of Washington, their orange zone tickets now worthless pieces of paper. No moment could better capture the fundamental irony of Trump's second term: a populist revolution that begins with the people outside pressing their faces against the glass.
The symbolism writes itself. Now unbound by the need for re-election, Trump drops even the pretense of populist accessibility. The Rotunda ceremony, to be attended by billionaires, political power brokers, and celebrity sycophants, sets the tone for what comes next: a kakistocracy – government by the worst – operating in plain sight, no longer bothering to disguise its nature.
You can see it in the faces of the excluded supporters already arriving in DC. Lisa Bird, who drove from Arkansas, speaks of community and patriotism while planning to watch the ceremony in a bar. Sam from Ohio, learning his tickets were worthless halfway through his six-hour drive, stands in the shadow of the Capitol Building he will never enter.
America's oligarchs are jockeying for position. Mark Zuckerberg, who spent years balancing platform neutrality and political appeasement, will bend the knee. Elon Musk, having completed his rebrand from Silicon Valley iconoclast to MAGA mascot, will hold court. They understand the new rules: power flows from Mar-a-Lago, and resistance means commercial suicide. But they're not winners in this. Merely supplicants and sycophants, at the whim of Trump and his worst impulses.
Who benefits from Trump's second term? Not the working-class voters who powered his coalition. Outside of the man himself, the closest you'll get to winners are the men who sit in corporate boardrooms, plotting how to translate political fealty into market advantage. The kakistocracy feeds the oligarchy, and the oligarchy feeds the kakistocracy while everyday Americans foot the bill.
When Trump speaks now of "retribution," he's not talking about avenging the factory worker in Michigan or the farmer in Iowa. He means settling scores with political enemies and repositioning the levers of power to reward loyalty and punish dissent. The system isn't being demolished for the people – it's being reengineered for the ruling class.
Take a close look at his transition team. Wall Street veterans mix with reality TV producers. Failed politicians find new life as policy advisors. Conspiracy theorists get security clearances. This isn't draining the swamp – it's flooding it with more predators and grifters. The worst of Trump's America rise to the top and rewrite the rules to ensure they stay there.
The tech billionaires' dance proves particularly revealing. One week, they criticize Trump's attacks on democracy; the next, they praise his economic vision. There is no principle – just profit maximization. They've learned that in Trump's America, access equals survival. The result is a feedback loop of influence and accommodation that makes previous corporate capture look amateur by comparison.
What comes next? Trump's second term promises institutional demolition that will make his first look timid. The Justice Department faces "restructuring." The FBI anticipates purges—the civil service braces for decimation. But look closely at who benefits: not the people demanding change, but the power brokers positioned to exploit it.
The Democratic opposition flails against this new reality, still playing by rules that no longer exist. They file lawsuits while Trump prepares to appoint the judges. They appeal to norms while the very definition of normal undergoes radical surgery. They speak of bipartisanship to an administration that views compromise as a weakness.
The true genius of Trump's system has always been that it uses populist anger to build oligarchic power. His supporters rage against elite corruption while a new elite, more corrupt than the old, consolidates control. The kakistocracy thrives not despite its incompetence but because of it – chaos creates opportunities for profit and power.
Look at the inaugural balls being prepared across Washington. The same people who once denounced Trump as a threat to democracy now pay thousands for tickets, hoping to catch his eye. The resistance has become the reception, with corporate leaders and society figures competing for photos with the man they privately claim to despise.
And so America enters 2025 under the impending rule of an alliance between populist autocracy and oligarchic power. The true believers will shiver outside while the pragmatic elite warm themselves within. The system isn't broken – it's being optimized for a different purpose. Trump hasn't drained the swamp; he's turning it into a private resort.
The reality – and there's always a darker reality – is that Trump's second term represents the final fusion of populist rhetoric with plutocratic rule. The people demanding a new direction will get it, but not the one they imagined. The oligarchs adapting to Trumpism will prosper but at the cost of whatever remains of their independence.
We're not watching the next chapter of American democracy—we're watching its mutation into something else entirely—a system where incompetence becomes a feature, not a bug, where chaos serves power, and never threatens it, and where the worst people are given the most important jobs precisely because they'll do them badly.
And so we return to those supporters arriving in Washington, their dreams of witnessing history already turning to disappointment. Their exclusion from the inauguration isn't a misfortune. It's certainly not an act of God – he seems reluctant to get involved either way. It's a preview of coming attractions. In Trump world, the people serve the power, not the other way around. The kakistocracy reigns, the oligarchy preens, and the revolution devours its children with ruthless corruption.
The math becomes brutally simple. Thousands of supporters brave the bitter cold outside the Capitol Rotunda to celebrate a win that isn't theirs. Under the warm dome of power, Donald Trump stands alone in triumph. This is his America, where the people cheer their own exclusion and call it victory. In the end, there was only ever going to be one winner.