Musk Brings Tweets To A Gunfight

Musk may have money and ambition, but Trump controls the levers of real power: Congress, the military, media, and mob. This isn’t a rivalry. It’s a reckoning.

Guest article by Michael Cohen

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Let me be perfectly blunt: this isn’t a clash of titans. This isn’t Godzilla versus King Kong. This is Mike Tyson in his prime walking into a daycare and challenging a toddler with finger paints to a bare-knuckle brawl. Elon Musk: visionary? Maybe. Genius? Possibly. But political warrior going head-to-head with Trump, the sitting President of the United States, commander of the world’s most powerful military, and a man who rewrote the rules of power? Please. Not a chance.

It’s not even close.

People love to romanticize billionaires. Wealth, after all, looks like power—until you come face-to-face with real power. And real power isn't having a rocket company, a car company, or even a social media platform. Real power is having the nuclear codes, the IRS, the DOJ, SCOTUS, the FBI, the FCC, the FTC, and ICE on speed dial. Real power is owning the game board while everyone else is fighting over tokens. And right now, Trump owns the whole freakin’ board.

So Elon, thinking himself some hybrid of George Washington and Iron Man, launches the “American Party” with a tweet, some fanfare, and—let’s be honest—a mountain of ego. He thinks he’s giving America back its freedom. What he’s really doing is handing Trump a political bat and saying, “Here, take a swing.”

And Trump doesn’t swing lightly. He goes right for the head!

The first volley came fast and hard. Trump called Elon “a train wreck”—which is ironic, because this was the same man who had once sung Elon’s praises like he was the second coming of Edison. Trump had gifted Musk a seat of immense influence: head of the so-called Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE); a glorified wrecking ball that gutted federal agencies, especially the ones poking around Elon’s empire. In return, Elon pumped money into Trump’s campaign like he was buying another AI startup.

That transactional bromance? Gone. Replaced with snarling tweets, Truth Social tirades, and outright threats.

Now let’s talk strategy. Musk’s move to form a third party isn’t brave. It’s suicidal. Trump doesn’t see it as a political disagreement; he sees it as betrayal. And Trump doesn’t forgive betrayal. He scorches it, salts the earth, and tweets the ashes. Third parties don’t survive in American politics. They fracture coalitions, drain money, and confuse voters—exactly what Trump and the GOP love. The chaos gives them air cover to consolidate more power. Meanwhile, Elon’s standing on a soapbox shouting about liberty, as if that word means anything when the IRS can audit your personal finances back to your Bar Mitzvah.

And let’s be clear: Elon has no base. His fans are Redditors and fanboys who meme more than they vote. Trump’s base? They do vote. Religiously. In red hats. In truck caravans. In states that decide elections. This isn’t a Silicon Valley popularity contest. It’s trench warfare, and Trump has the army, the tanks, and the air cover.

Musk? All he has are tweets.

Take this spending bill—Elon’s supposed line in the sand. The one that "broke" the bromance. Trump slashed the EV tax credit like a samurai with a grudge. He said he warned Elon. Elon now claims he didn’t know. Please. Trump announced that move at every rally, right after promising vengeance on Democrats and a national return to steak dinners and gasoline. If Elon wasn’t paying attention, tough shit… that’s on him.

And now, Trump’s allies are circling like vultures. Investors pulling back. CEOs warning Tesla’s board. Shareholders calling for Elon to “focus.” Translation? “Stop poking the bear who controls the financial ecosystem we rely on to stay rich.” Elon’s personal fortune is at risk. But his companies? They’re really vulnerable. Regulatory reviews, government contracts, labor investigations—Trump knows how to turn the screws until the head is stripped bare.

This is not just a disagreement. This is war. And Musk, for all his wealth and ambition, just declared it without an army, without a shield, and without an exit plan. Trust me, he’s going to learn, the hard way, that America is not a startup you can disrupt with a flashy rebrand and a mission statement.

This isn’t about ideology. It’s about dominance.

Trump is playing empire. Musk is playing rebellion. One has nukes. The other has hashtags.

And here’s the real kicker: Elon’s not entirely wrong. Yes, America does need a political revolution. The system is broken. Corrupted. Bought. But the solution isn’t a billionaire playing messiah. Especially not when that billionaire helped build the monster he’s now trying to slay.

In the end, this isn’t World War III. This is The Revenant; Trump is the grizzly, and Musk is Leonardo DiCaprio crawling through the mud, wondering how it all went so wrong. It ends, predictably, with blood.

So get ready, my Substack community. This isn't the rise of a third party. It’s the televised, slow-motion self-destruction of a man who thought he could out-Trump Trump.

He can't. No one can.

And I should know. I’ve been in Musk’s shoes.

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