Many were quick to spot the unusual aspect 😮

The moment Donald Trump stepped into the Kennedy Center’s gilded glow, the air seemed to split in two—thunderous cheers crashing against raw, furious boos, as if the theater itself couldn’t decide what story it was telling. From cast opt-outs to drag-filled donor seats and a viral “thumb-hold” photo, the night spiraled into something far stranger than a simple presidential outing… Continues…

In that light, Trump’s boast of raising more than $10 million was not just a fundraising headline but a declaration: this space, too, could be remade in his image. Yet the irony was impossible to ignore—a president facing criticism for deploying federal forces to quash protests spending the evening with a musical about the poor rising up against the state. Outside, a meme of him clutching only Melania’s thumb raced across social media, proof that even the smallest gestures now carry outsized meaning. In the end, the night worked like theater at its best: everyone saw the same show, but each audience left with a different story.

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