Google says: As of April 2026, Donald Trump is the oldest sitting president in U.S. history, having been inaugurated for his second term on January 20, 2025, at age 78 years and 220 days. He surpassed the previous record set by Joe Biden, who was 78 years, 61 days upon his inauguration in 2021 and became the oldest to hold office at age 82.
American voters, you may well have a made mistake in electing Trump as our president. Many thought that Joe Biden was too old to be president, but now what about Donald Trump? Mr. Trump, who soon will be celebrating his 80th birthday, has both senile dementia and senior attention deficit disorder, a very difficult combination. But he still has almost 3 more years to go in his presidential term, so what might happen now?
Several commentators have been openly calling on Trump to resign. Of course, if he did so, his vice president JD Vance, age 41, would take office and could then run again, so do we actually want that? The current options are not very enticing.
Do you think that Donald Trump will really resign? Commentators have suggested as much. Yet, in fact, he's quite unlikely to do so, though it actually might be a great relief for our country and for the entire world. Even then, he's apt to keep on interfering in politics, so I think we are all simply stuck with him until he finally departs this mortal coil. Bill Clinton, George W. Bush, and Joe Biden have all retired gracefully, but it's hard to imagine Trump actually doing so. Have we ever had a president before like Donald Trump? Fortunately, there has been only one like him.
Three new polls released Tuesday showed Trump’s approval rating in the mid-30s: 36% in a Reuters-Ipsos poll, 35% in a Strength in Numbers-Verasight poll and 33% an an AP-NORC poll. They follow an NBC News poll over the weekend showing Donald Trump hitting a new low of 37%.
"Fake news!" would be Trump's likely response.
"Fake it till you make it" has been Donald Trump's life long modus operandi, which has really served him quite well. Google says: "It is a strategy of acting as if you are already confident or competent." Trump is still faking it even now, pretending he is way more competent and knows so much more than he actually does. Many voters believe he is able to predict the future with some accuracy, though often that's not actually the case.
Daily Beast, Americans’ Disapproval of Congress Rockets to Record High Under Trump
Republicans are driving much of the decline in approval ratings, according to Gallup, as they are losing confidence in Trump.
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A golden toilet, "A Throne Fit for a King," now has made its debut on the D.C. mall.
Below: A man wearing a MAGA cap sits on the golden toilet out on the mall, erected to protest Trump's costly and extensive White House renovations.
Singer Elvis Presley died on August 16, 1977, at age 42, after suffering a heart attack while on the toilet in his Graceland master bathroom.
The humble toilet has quite a storied history.
Here is a Roman public toilet, 315 AD. Can you imagine sitting there with a group of other people? (And bringing your own toilet paper, if any?)
Royalty used only private indoor commodes.
Hohenschwangau Castle, located near Füssen in Bavaria, is a 19th-century "fairytale" castle where King Ludwig II had spent his childhood. Here were the toilet facilities there.

Shown below is that very same German castle that I had once visited myself years ago. I've traveled to some 40 countries in all, just visiting with local friends, never taking tours or staying in hotels. Even when I didn't speak the language, as in Germany, I made myself understood. Most of my travels, like that to the German castle, took place after my late ex-husband had left our family, as he was blind--a very brilliant man--but he didn't like going to unfamiliar places. However, he once had won a traveling fellowship to Europe, so I went there with him, taking along our 2 small children, Andrew and Melanie, all of us together visiting a dozen countries then, which was quite an undertaking and a really great adventure. Tom was a lifetime chain smoker of unfiltered Camels, up to 4 packs a day, so on our travels, it was always challenging to find an equivalent wherever we went. I was also pregnant at the time with daughter Stephanie. Just imagine our family taking flights from one country to the next, with me 7 months pregnant, trying to keep track of all our luggage, as well as my very impatient blind husband and our 2 small kids. Fortunately, I was only about age 30 then, much younger than I am now.

Yes, my late ex-husband of 24 years, Tom Joe, was of Korean descent and was totally blind. He also had Marfan's Syndrome, which is believed to have afflicted Abraham Lincoln as well, though Lincoln retained his sight. Tom was about 6 feet tall and very thin, also a chain smoker of unfiltered Camels, as I've said. Once a tailor fitting him for a suit called him "the razor's edge." We used to make spicy Kimchee, which my son still likes to eat. The kimchee was able wet Tom's palate despite his heavy smoking. Being blind was especially frustating for him, as Tom was a very impatient guy who would pinch my inner upper arm where he was holding on if I didn't walk fast enough, leaving dark bruises there. He was very smart, very creative, and won a MacArthur Genius Award after leaving our family, an award for which I feel able to take some credit, as until his second wife came along, we had been a creative team for more than 2 decades.
Alas, after 24 years, Tom and his new office sweetheart had made a quick trip to Las Vegas, where he divorced me and married her all on the same day. It was on Mother's Day and they had invited my daughter Melanie to go with them, but she wouldn't tell me why she wouldn't be spending that special day with me. I only found out about the divorce after they came back. My ex and his new wife had also completely emptied our bank accounts, so not a single penny remained. It was a quite shock at the grocery store when my payment was declined.
It was also a struggle for me after that to even get child support, as everything had happened so suddenly without any warning, so I wasn't prepared, though I absolutely refused alimony. After the quickie Las Vegas divorce, my ex spoke with me only once, about 3 years later, when he made a surprise phone call after some articles about my efforts on behalf of Cuban human rights activists had appeared in the local press. He never called back after that and when I called him again, his second wife answered and took a message. She did not invite me to his funeral in 1999 nor was I included in his obituary, as if our 4 children all mentioned there were her own. But I attended his funeral anyway with a friend, to the wife's apparent shock and surprise. I acted like I belonged, as actually I did. How did she think her husband had ever gotten where he was without my help?
Then, after leaving my job at the Occupational Therapy Association, I joined the Peace Corps in Honduras as a health volunteer. Being fluent in Spanish, I skipped the Spanish classes for other volunteers, all much younger than I was then, already age 62 when I joined the Peace Corps. I even extended my time in the Corps an extra year. After Peace Corps, I worked part-time as a Spanish medical interpreter after passing a rigorous oral test, then made annual volunteer visits to Honduras, always taking a brand new wheelchair for someone there. As I may have said earlier, I was the only native English speaker in the DC area to have passed a rigorous bilingual Spanish-English oral test. (In Honduras, I don't speak Spanish there with a Honduran accent, rather, am considered to be from another part of Latin America.) My last visit to Honduras was in June, 2024, and now my passport has expired, so at age 88, I am not sure about ever going back. You can read all about it and about my human rights work in Cuba in my books, titles shown above.
Here are a few photos appearing in my books. The first is of my family with the late President Jimmy Carter whom I met again as an election observer in Nicaragua in 1990.
Next is of friends I stayed with in La Esperanza (the "Hope" of my Honduras book title), where the high altitude means the weather can become quite cold there Nov.-Feb.
And here below, I was in Honduras in June 2024 with a brand new wheelchair I had brought for a woman there.