**"Donald J. Trump: Master of Time, Space, and Quantum America"**
**Setting**: Donald Trump, now wielding the powers of time, space, and an open pineal gland, sees an opportunity he simply cannot pass up—true greatness. He’s in full golden suit mode with his glowing *golden key* in hand, pacing around a golden breakfast table decorated with Diet Coke cans and Egg McMuffins. Suddenly, he declares: --- **Trump (to no one in particular, maybe a confused Secret Service agent):** “Alright, folks. Listen. I’ve got it all now. The GOLDEN KEY. I’m controlling the universe, I’m bending time—Einstein himself couldn’t even IMAGINE this power. But! Even *I* know… there’s still more to learn. AND WHO IS THE BEST LEARNER? *gestures to himself* ME. So now, I’m gonna do something BIG, something HUGE. I’m going to… West Point. That’s right, folks. West Point. *Tremendous* place—best military academy in the world. And I’m enrolling—yes, I, President Trump. Commander-in-Chief and Student-in-Chief! I’m taking a quantum studies class. Just one hour—because that’s all I n...