Snarkitorial: Musk, Trump, and the DOGE Days of Summer

The Bromance may be dead, but we'll always have Big Balls (thanks?)

There’s a certain perfume wafting through D.C. this June, and it’s not cherry blossoms. It’s scorched bureaucracy, gold-plated desperation, and the unmistakable stank of tech bros in suits pretending they read the Constitution. Elon Musk has rage-quit his government gig like a gamer who just got no-scoped, Donald Trump is handing out conspiracy theories…