Anger Rules Young Male Minds

Trump’s unprecedented hold on young men, fueled by Charlie Kirk’s messaging, now faces uncertainty as lies, disinformation, and tragedy collide, threatening the fragile coalition that won him victory.

Guest article by Michael Cohen. Follow him on Substack for more by clicking here.

It’s been five days now since Charlie Kirk was gunned down. And in the space between the sound of gunfire and the first police press conference, America did what it does best: it lied to itself. Republicans, like Rep. Nancy Mace, wasted no time filling the vacuum with rage and accusations. She and others pointed fingers not at the shooter—who we now know to be Tyler Robinson, 22, from a pro-Trump, staunchly Republican home—but at Democrats. Worse, at transgender Democrats, inventing a grotesque fiction before the blood on the ground had even dried.

It’s not just reckless. It’s dangerous. When leaders race to blame “the other side,” truth becomes irrelevant. And in that vacuum, propaganda wins. I’ve seen this playbook before. Hell, I used to help write it. Distract, divide, deflect; keep your base angry and blind, and you can get away with anything. It’s the same toxic formula Trump has lived on for decades, only now the stakes are higher, the lies more brazen, and the consequences more deadly.

Let’s get something straight: Tyler Robinson wasn’t some left-wing radical, wasn’t part of some “antifa” fever dream, wasn’t a transgender activist. No, this kid came from a home that worshipped Trump. In high school, he was vocal, strident, and proud to call himself a soldier in Trump’s army. That’s what the record shows. But the truth won’t stop MAGA from spinning a martyr’s myth. They’ll turn Kirk into a saint, Trump into the heir of his messaging, and Robinson into a nameless, faceless villain detached from the world that shaped him. And here’s where it gets crucial. For the first time in decades, a Republican—now President Trump—was winning over young men under age twenty-five. According to a September 2025 poll, Trump’s favorability among this group was above 50%, a staggering shift that played a decisive role in his 2025 victory over Harris. Charlie Kirk’s messaging—his relentless framing of grievance, victimhood, and cultural war as identity—helped lay the groundwork for this unprecedented male youth support. Now that Kirk is dead, the question isn’t just who fills his role, but whether this fragile coalition of young men remains loyal, or whether the movement that propelled Trump’s comeback begins to fracture without its master communicator.

Remember, he didn’t sell policy. He sold identity. He told young men they were under attack. That free speech was being strangled. That masculinity itself was being outlawed. And they believed him. He packaged Trumpism into bite-sized outrage clips that fit perfectly into a TikTok scroll. He made resentment look like rebellion.

And now that Kirk is gone, Republicans will use his death to harden the myth. Trump will paint him as a fallen warrior in a holy war against the left. Conservative media will canonize him while ignoring that his killer came from the same political family. They’ll rewrite reality in real time because admitting the truth—that violence can grow from within—would shatter the illusion of victimhood they need to survive.

The danger here isn’t just that Republicans are lying about Kirk’s death. It’s that those lies will stick. Millions will never hear that Robinson was a MAGA kid. They’ll never read the line about his pro-Trump home. What they’ll remember is the false headline they saw first: that Democrats, maybe transgender Democrats, pulled the trigger. That’s how disinformation works; it plants the seed before truth has a chance to bloom.

And the cost? More anger. More violence. More Americans convinced their neighbors, colleagues, even family members are the enemy.

Charlie Kirk’s death is a tragedy, yes. But it’s also a mirror. It shows us the rot inside our politics: a rot fed by lies, by fear, by a party that blames first and asks questions never. If we don’t confront that rot—if we don’t stop accepting lies as the opening move in every tragedy—then we’re not just losing truth. We’re losing the very possibility of being a country worth saving.

Because here’s the truth: Trump’s rising favorability among young men isn’t about strength. It’s about weakness. It’s about vulnerability exploited, fear weaponized, belonging sold like snake oil. Kirk understood that better than anyone, and Trump was smart enough to steal it. But the minute we stop confusing anger with power, the minute we refuse to let lies replace truth, their grip starts to loosen.

The question is, do we have the courage to do it? Or will we keep lying to ourselves until the next tragedy comes, and the next, and the next?

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