The Return of the Apocalypse Prophets
Michael Fanone has resurfaced with a brand new prophecy about Donald Trump. This time, he claims the president is inching toward a dramatic escape to Saudi Arabia, complete with a Qatari jet and a royal guest house waiting like an oasis for wayward American politicians. Fanone delivered this to Mediate with the confidence of a man unveiling classified intelligence, not another recycled January 6 doomsday script.
The president is “starting to feel the pressure” and is starting to “lash out in ways that are incredibly dangerous,” and it’s likely “only going to get worse from here,” he continued.
As Trump’s MAGA base suffers negatively from his policies, it’s becoming increasingly clear that the president “doesn’t give a shit who he destroys, as long as he stays out of jail, he gets his retribution and he makes billions of dollars off of crypto,” said Fanone.
“I foresee he’ll be hopping on that Qatari jet to Saudi Arabia,” he added, “and living out the remainder of his days in some guest house of the Saudi prince.” — Huffpost
It would be impressive if it were not so performative. Every time Fanone appears, the drama level rises another notch. His interviews always read like the opening monologue of a political thriller that never makes it past the pilot stage.
The idea is simple. Trump is not just wrong or reckless. He is a global menace plotting his retirement in a gilded bunker inside the Saudi desert. Lord, have mercy. This guy needs help. It is cinematic. It is also detached from any recognizable version of reality.
Where do you think J6 Fed cop and crisis actor Michael Fanone is nowadays? pic.twitter.com/fR30d7pqIN
— Calen Archer (@CalenArcher) November 17, 2025
Where’s Michael Fanone now? Bless him, he’s on YouTube trying to turn big talk into a paycheck and churning out buffoonery like it’s a family recipe.
Fanone Predicts Impeachment, Investigations, and Imminent Doom
Fanone insists that if Americans ever enjoy a free and fair election in 2026, Trump’s impeachment is guaranteed. He predicts endless investigations. He warns that Trump is starting to feel pressure and is ready to lash out like a cornered villain from an airport paperback thriller.
This is where the story slips from analysis into political fantasy.
There is no curiosity. No nuance. No acknowledgment that he is predicting events two years out with all the certainty of a fortune teller at a roadside fair. Fanone presents it as inevitable fate, not partisan desire. Anyone listening closely can hear the rooting interest baked into the delivery.
Fanone also claims Trump cares only about avoiding jail, securing revenge, and making billions from crypto schemes. He describes a president actively destroying his own supporters, allegedly indifferent to any fallout.
This is not commentary. It works more like projection, built on a worldview that turns Trump into an omnipotent tyrant and a helpless fool at the same time. Fanone needs the public to believe that millions of Americans are letting one man wreck their lives simply for his amusement. Nothing about that resembles real analysis. It functions as political grievance theater dressed up as expertise.
The Great Saudi Escape, According to Fanone
Fanone ends his performance with a flourish. Trump, he says, will eventually abandon America and retreat to a luxury hideaway provided by the Saudi crown prince. A Qatari jet will spirit him away. A royal guest suite will shield him from accountability. This is the kind of storyline that writes itself because it does not rely on facts. It only relies on vibes.
There is no explanation for how any of this would happen. No explanation for why a sitting president would need foreign royal sanctuary. No explanation for why an American leader with half the government machine at his disposal would flee like a disgraced aristocrat in a costume drama.
Yet Fanone delivers it with a straight face. The certainty is the point. The spectacle is the point. The goal is not to inform. The goal is to provoke and to keep the January 6 narrative alive forever.
Funding the Fanone Franchise
Michael Fanone has turned fundraising into a side hustle. Supporters launched a GoFundMe for him back in 2023 that pulled in hundreds of thousands of dollars, and now he is back with a fresh campaign asking the public to bankroll his latest crusade. The pages change their titles and purposes, but the pattern stays the same. Every few years, there is a new pot to fill and a new pitch about saving democracy. At this point, it looks less like public support and more like a revolving collection plate.
When Trauma Becomes a Political Brand
It is undeniable that Fanone endured real harm on January 6. That moment shaped his life. But it has also become a brand. Every interview reinforces the same storyline. Trump is dangerous. Or Trump is corrupt. Trump is teetering on the edge of collapse. America is inches away from catastrophe. The only thing missing is ominous soundtrack music.
The problem is not that Fanone dislikes the president. The problem is that he has built a reputation on predicting doom that never arrives. He treats speculation as certainty and fantasy as inevitability. This approach keeps him in the news but leaves the public with nothing useful.
If Michael Fanone had any sense, and he does not, he would turn all of this theater into an actual work of fiction. A novel might be the first time he makes real money instead of begging the public for support every time he needs a new project. There is only one snag. If his writing sounds anything like his rambling interviews, the book would probably flop before it even hit the shelves.
What This Really Reveals
Fanone’s Saudi escape story says nothing about Trump. It says everything about the anxiety economy that surrounds him. There is an industry built on predicting the end of Trump that somehow never comes. The predictions shift. The tone changes. The timeline rolls forward. The plot twists multiply. The finale never arrives.
So we get new scenes. New warnings. New geopolitical fantasies involving private jets, desert kingdoms, and a president fleeing into the dunes like the final act of an overproduced movie.
Political entertainment often gets dressed up as expert insight, and Fanone’s claims fit that pattern. The performance replaces actual analysis with spectacle and gives his audience the thrill of outrage they cannot seem to quit. What he delivers feels less like commentary and more like fan sci-fi fantasy fiction for people who miss the rush.
Fanone does not offer clarity. He offers catharsis. He delivers the kind of story that tells people exactly what they already want to believe.
The rest of us can recognize it for what it is. A performance. A dramatic reading. Another chapter in the long running saga that exists only because some people cannot accept that politics is usually far less exciting than the movies they imagine.
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