Herr Trump as one of Nietzsche's blonde beasts?
2.19 They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us.
2.21 We have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let them die in their misery. For they feel not. Compassion is the vice of kings: stamp down the wretched & the weak: this is the law of the strong: this is our law and the joy of the world.