DEAR WARDEN HALL

A SATIRICAL LETTER

Nov 11, 2025

EDITOR’S NOTE: This letter is obviously satire and 100% fake — you can tell because Donald Trump couldn’t write this many coherent sentences, and he certainly couldn't write about Ghislaine Maxwell without accidentally incriminating himself halfway through paragraph two.

Dear Warden Hall,

You continue to astonish me. I’ve reviewed the reports, the whistleblowers, the congressional hand-wringing — and all I see is brilliance. You’ve taken a dull Texas prison and turned it into a case study in luxury management. The hand-delivered entrées, the midnight exercise sessions, the private lounge for “family time” — that’s how leadership looks when it isn’t afraid of linen napkins. They call it pampering; I call it morale maintenance.

The way you’ve handled Miss Maxwell is masterful. While the bureaucrats sputter about rules, you understand the optics of redemption. A woman the world once hated now spending time with a service puppy — inspired. It’s innocence by association, a Hallmark movie wrapped in razor wire. Never mind that regulations forbid sex offenders from contact with the dogs; innovation always starts with someone saying “but we’ve never done that before.” You did it anyway, and that’s why you’re special.

Of course, there will always be complainers. The transferred guards, the written-up inmates — collateral chatter. Every masterpiece needs a few critics to prove it’s real art. You’ve taught them the difference between transparency and obedience, and that lesson will echo through the corridors for years. In a way, their punishment is part of your pedagogy.

I’d like to offer a few refinements, just small gestures to keep the atmosphere fragrant. Perhaps warmer lighting. Maybe a small mirror trimmed in gold so rehabilitation can literally reflect itself. Maybe a Quiet Room for “mindful correspondence” — ideal for commutation paperwork and selective introspection. Add a faint scent of lavender; remorse should always smell approachable.

And about the puppy. Adorable, yes, but if it starts to become an issue, don’t worry. I can dispatch Secretary Kristi Noem from Homeland Security. She’s excellent with animals — famously decisive. One visit, one solution, very humane, very final.

Keep rewarding the staff who understand discretion. Loose lips sink ships. Perhaps a “Loyalty Luncheon” every month — chicken cordon bleu for the compliant, mystery meat for the talkative. You know how to grade performance; just make it ceremonial.

You’ve built something bigger than a prison, Warden. You’ve created a sanctuary for selective grace — where guilt exfoliates into self-care and privilege wears the face of compassion. Ignore the oversight committees; they wouldn’t recognize efficiency if it wagged its tail. Keep the cameras soft, the reports vague, and the puppy — handled.

History may pretend not to understand what you’ve done, but I do. Some of us still appreciate the quiet miracle of a system that forgives upward and disciplines downward. That’s civilization at its finest.

Warmest regards,

President Trump
47th President of the United States
Inspector of Dressing Rooms

P.S. I’m enclosing a few photos for you to pass along to Ghislaine — a little nostalgia to remind her of the good old days when the lawns were green, the dogs were obedient, and no one asked uncomfortable questions about where the guests came from or how young they looked.