Title: The Fractal Flaws Phenomenon: A Deep Dive into Trumpology
Setting: A high-tech lab filled with buzzing monitors, fractal imagery on the walls, and a supercomputer ominously labelled "MandelBot 2025." A team of scientists and intellectuals are gathered for a groundbreaking discovery: the "Trump Fractal," an infinite pattern of flaws that defies the laws of nature and reason.
SCENE 1: The Discovery
Dr. Margot Goodwin, a mathematician, stands before a massive screen showing a rotating fractal. The team watches with awe.
Dr. Goodwin: Ladies and gentlemen, I present…the Trump Fractal.
She presses a button, and the fractal zooms in, revealing a series of smaller flaws repeating endlessly: a petty insult morphing into a tantrum, which spawns a contradiction, which spirals into a conspiracy theory.
Dr. Goodwin: Observe: at any scale, his flaws remain consistent. Pettiness becomes cruelty, cruelty becomes incompetence, and incompetence folds back into pettiness. It’s…breathtakingly awful.
Philosopher: This is a profound revelation. Plato’s Theory of Forms meets…Twitter.
Journalist: My God. It’s like someone weaponised narcissism and turned it into geometry.
SCENE 2: The Breakdown
The team grows increasingly alarmed as they delve deeper into the fractal.
Computer Tech: Uh, Dr. Goodwin? The MandelBot is overheating. I think it’s struggling to handle the recursive nature of…well, everything.
Dr. Goodwin: Nonsense. The human flaws Mandelbrot encountered in the ’70s were child’s play. We’ve got this.
Tech: But we’re detecting entirely new levels of dysfunction. Look!
The screen zooms deeper. The fractal reveals a self-pardon spiralling into a golf-course scandal, folding into an all-caps tweet that spawns yet another lawsuit.
Tech: It’s like…he’s generating new dimensions of absurdity in real time!
Philosopher: I’ve seen enough! This isn’t just a fractal—it’s a moral singularity! If we keep zooming in, we’ll cross the event horizon of bad taste and never return.
SCENE 3: The Collapse
The MandelBot starts to smoke. An alarm blares: “CRISIS MODE ACTIVATED.” The room descends into chaos.
Journalist: We’re getting live feedback from social media! The fractal is going viral!
Dr. Goodwin: Shut it down! If this leaks into the public consciousness, we’ll have a global meltdown of dignity!
Tech: I can’t! The recursive insults are feeding back into the system—it’s out of control!
The fractal glitches, and suddenly the screen displays Trump himself, speaking in an infinite loop:
Trump (on screen): “I’m a very stable genius. I’m the best at flaws, believe me. Nobody does flaws better than me!”
Philosopher: (Collapsing to the floor) My God…he’s self-aware!
SCENE 4: The Fallout
The lab explodes into absurdity. Fractal patterns spread across the walls. The team is trapped in a recursive nightmare where every escape attempt leads back to Trump’s flaws.
Dr. Goodwin: (Sobbing) It’s like Escher painted a picture of Hell.
Journalist: This is it! The end of human intelligence as we know it!
Suddenly, a janitor enters, nonchalantly mopping the floor. He looks at the chaos, shrugs, and unplugs the MandelBot. The screen goes black.
Janitor: (Dryly) Told you not to mess with infinite stupidity.
Narrator: And so, humanity learned that some things are better left unexamined. Because when you stare into the Trump Fractal, the Trump Fractal stares back.
