the recent news shows Donald j. trump to be the culprit that people in Hong Kong, Iran, etc., are fearful of protesting. he was unelected in 2020 after he posted provocative posts on social media beaten by Joe Biden in one swift elections. nowadays after he was elected again in 2025, he has set his eyes on destroying the eco-system of protests, civil marches and demonstrations which are normal for people who live in the world. that’s why many people cannot find a job, either relying on their families’ supports or social services. the 2020 and 2019 protests in Hong Kong proves to be a long and gruelling social and civil progression and marches for freedom, freedom of speech and freedom of actions. that’s right after Donald j. trump’s provocative meddling in Hong Kong, creating confusions amongst people who cared and wanted to protests, through sanctions and various tidbits of getting people to kowtow to his wills, desires and wants. during that period I was particularly enduring random people’s malice, bad talks and shittalking about my support of the protests and protesting. they seem to be emboldened and embroiled in their own world of perception that Donald J. Trump was the president they desperately needed, who cared deeply about them, and had made overreach a common behaviour in the urban environment. they supported his every whim like it’s a gold ticket to a ballroom somewhere. now with the wars in Iran, Donald j. trump was at it again, crushing the dissent, civil voices, and protests with his manipulations, going to China, and getting people to talk about his real estate businesses. in may 2026 I went to trump tower personally to eat a salad called Ivanka salad. it had given me information about Donald j. trump as a brutal dictator who will always gets his way. the salad tasted bland and rather mediterranean. it was this impression that I held throughout the New York trip and vacations. after I left in the night, people are maligning me again for writing, doing works and creating projects by hanging back right behind the buses in the middle of the nights. I got a deep impression of someone faking annoyance, disappointment, and traumatic sadness pretending they really don’t like me. I started to realize right away it was on purpose. they just wanted to know whether I really liked them or not. etc.