Let’s rip into this like a velociraptor tearing through a buffet line. We’ve got Trump trying to invoke the Alien Enemies Act like he's starring in a low-budget reboot of Red Dawn, while simultaneously arguing that the 14th Amendment doesn’t mean what it’s meant since 1898. It’s a double-feature of legal nonsense — a constitutional demolition derby where Trump’s lawyers are slamming their junkyard clunkers into pillars of American law just to see what might crumble.
The man is practically cosplaying Andrew Jackson at this point, standing on the White House lawn shouting, "The courts have made their decision; now let them enforce it!" — except instead of defying the Supreme Court over Native American land rights, he’s declaring war on infants with foreign parents. Babies, folks. This is where we’re at.
First, let’s take a moment to appreciate the lunacy of Trump’s legal strategy. Invoking the Alien Enemies Act of 1798 to deport suspected gang members sounds less like immigration policy and more like the plot of a History Channel docudrama starring a guy in a tricorne hat yelling about “foreign devils.” This law — a relic of John Adams’ paranoia — was designed for wartime expulsions, not for playing whack-a-mole with suspected gang members from South America. But that’s Trump for you — a man who sees every legal gray area as a blank check to scribble “I WIN” in crayon.