Trump is Back. He’s Coming for US. Where the Hell Is Jerry Nadler?

A Furious New York Woman’s View from the Eye of the Storm

I never thought I’d have to write these words again: Donald Trump is back in the White House. It’s April 2025, and the man who incited an insurrection, racked up indictments like parking tickets, and treated the Constitution like a scratch-off lottery ticket has returned—faster, louder, and crueler than ever.
And this time? He’s coming for us first. Women. Children. Immigrants. Queer people. Jews. Muslims…anyone who dares to live, love, or exist outside his dystopian fantasy of what America should be.

He Didn’t Even Pretend to Wait

In just weeks, Trump signed over 130 executive orders. Not to build. Not to unify. To punish. A national abortion ban is steamrolling through Congress. No exceptions. None. Pregnant from rape? Too bad. Facing sepsis from an unviable fetus? Good luck. This is forced birth by executive fiat—and it’s here.
Plan B is disappearing from shelves. Pharmacists are turning patients away. Republican legislatures are passing laws to track women’s periods like we’re livestock. The surveillance state isn’t coming—it’s already watching.

And While They Strip Our Rights, They’re Targeting Our Kids

LGBTQ+ youth? Under siege. Entire states are criminalizing gender-affirming care. Public school libraries are being gutted. Books pulled. Teachers fired. Parents threatened. Trans kids are being forced back into the closet or driven out of their homes altogether. All while GOP officials smile and fundraise off the fear.
Immigrant children? Still locked in cages. Still torn from their parents. Still used as props in this endless theater of cruelty.
We’re watching a second Trump term unfold as if the first wasn’t enough of a warning. And yet—some of our “leaders” still don’t seem to get it.

Where the Hell Is Jerry Nadler?

For years, Jerry Nadler was our bulldog on the West Side. He led the first Trump impeachment. He fought against antisemitism. He championed education. He stood for what was right when it wasn’t easy.
But now? Now that Trump is gutting rights at record speed, Nadler’s nowhere near the frontline. We are fortunate that Jamie Raskin is now Chair of the House Judiciary Committee—and thank God someone with a backbone is in charge. Raskin is sounding the alarms, holding hearings, pushing legislation. He’s not waiting for permission. He knows what’s at stake and he’s not pulling punches.
Meanwhile, Nadler issues statements. Tweets. “Monitors developments.”
Really? That’s all you’ve got left?

We Need Fire, Not Footnotes

This is not the time for procedural restraint or carefully worded condemnation. We are watching women lose bodily autonomy again. We are watching queer kids be legislated out of existence. We are watching the country spiral toward theocratic authoritarianism while the men we once counted on to defend us decide to “step aside.”
Step aside for what? Politeness? History books?
Jerry, you know better. You fought better. So why are you sitting this one out?

This Isn’t About Legacy. It’s About Survival

Still Time

Mr. Nadler, If you want to make this right before you go, remember you owes us real action:

• Call for a post-Trump reform package that actually has teeth, so this can never happen again.
• Hold unapologetic hearings to expose the obstruction and demand consequences.
• Speak honestly to us about where caution failed, and why the next generation has to fight differently.

Legacy

You want to be remembered, Jerry? Then act like the man we used to believe in. Use your voice. Shake the walls. Don’t just react—lead.
Because in Trump’s America, silence isn’t neutral. It’s dangerous. And in New York? We don’t stay quiet. We fight. You taught us that, remember?
Now prove you haven’t forgotten. Be the firebrand New Yorkers sent to Washington in the first place. Work with Raskin, back the committee, and stop hiding behind institutional caution.
We are out of time. Our rights are being torched in real time. If you’re not in the fight, you’re part of the silence. And in this version of America silence isn’t just complicity—it’s betrayal.
Women are watching. We’re marching. We’re voting. And this time, we’re not waiting for permission to be furious.

In New York we don’t stay quiet. We fight. You taught us that, remember? Now prove you haven’t forgotten.