Kissing my a**: The language Trump uses when talking of countries

On April 2, 2025, President Donald Trump—America’s 45th and 47th President—signed an executive order making English the official language of the United States. And of course, he didn’t just use any old English. His style? Profanity, made-up words, and insults flying everywhere. No one—whether citizens, rivals, or even countries—was safe from the blunt force of his words.

Ah, the President of the United States—once a symbol of wisdom, elegance, and polished diplomacy. But forget all that, because when Trump enters the scene, the English language quietly packs its bags and leaves the building.

His speeches aren’t so much presidential addresses as they are wild verbal rollercoasters—no seatbelts, no brakes, just a lot of shouting and surprise loops. Buckle up, America.

More rollercoaster than rhetoric

God bless America—absolutely. But when it comes to other countries? Well, let’s just say Trump’s heart doesn’t exactly send postcards. His “tariff terror” made that crystal clear.

And the language he uses for foreign nations—whether they’re friends, foes, or just minding their own business—probably has past presidents spinning in their graves like they’re trying to rewind history.

Global roast sessions

When Trump rolled out his new tariff regime, he didn’t exactly use diplomatic language. In true Trump fashion, he went full throttle: “And don’t let some of these politicians go around saying, you know… because I’m telling you, these countries are calling us up—kissing my a**. They are. They are dying to make a deal. ‘Please, please, sir, make a deal. I’ll do anything. I will do anything, sir.’” Subtlety? Not his style.

And if anyone had doubts about where he stood on global trade, he cleared that up on Truth Social, declaring, “I’m proud to be the President for the workers—not the outsourcers; the President who stands up for Main Street, not Wall Street; who protects the middle class, not the political class; and who defends America, not trade cheaters all over the globe.”

Flags waving, crowds cheering—mission accomplished.

Of course, Trump’s tough-guy swagger didn’t stop at foreign deals. At a White House press stop, he brushed off concerns about pushback with classic bravado: “Well, I thought that people were jumping a little bit out of line,” he said. “They were getting yippy—you know, they were getting a little bit yippy, a little bit afraid. Unlike these champions, because we have a big job to do. No other president would have done what I did. No other president. And it had to be done.”

Love him or loathe him, the man never shies away from taking credit—and dropping soundbites while he’s at it.

Trump’s tariff crusade didn’t come quietly—it arrived like a wrecking ball wrapped in red, white and blue. At the launch of his so-called “Liberation Day” tariffs, he unleashed a tirade that could make a history textbook flinch: “For decades, our country has been looted, pillaged, raped, and plundered by nations near and far, both friend and foe alike.”

He didn’t just accuse foreign nations of unfair trade practices—he painted them as moral villains, declaring, “Foreign cheaters have ransacked our factories, and foreign scavengers have torn apart our once-beautiful American Dream.”

To Trump, trade deals weren’t just bad—they were apocalyptic. And anyone, even within his own party, who dared to suggest a little oversight? “I see some rebel Republicans, some guy who wants to grandstand… You don’t negotiate like I negotiate,” he scoffed, brushing off concerns like crumbs on a golf jacket.

His views on foreign countries were often just as blunt—and oddly specific. In a 2024 speech, he rattled off a list of trade “abusers,” saving his sharpest jabs for the usual suspects: “India, which is a very big abuser… These people are the sharpest people. They’re not a little bit backwards… They’re at the top of their game, and they use it against us. But India is very tough. Brazil is very tough… China is the toughest of all, but we were taking care of China with the tariffs.”

And this wasn’t new.

Back in 2019, he claimed Prime Minister Modi himself called him to discuss India’s sky-high tariffs: “They taxed us 100 per cent… We send a Harley Davidson to India and they charge us 100 per cent.” As always, Trump brought the drama, the hyperbole and a very, very clear message—he wasn’t playing by the old rules.

The profanity presidency

And of course, when it came time to explain away President Trump’s latest round of public profanity, the job fell to none other than White House press secretary Karoline Leavitt—official translator of Trump-isms for the public.

As reported by Newsweek on January 31, 2025, things got spicy at the end of a press conference when a Newsmax reporter asked the obvious: how do you reconcile the President talking about God and moments of silence… right before dropping an expletive aimed at a former cabinet member? A fair question.

When pressed on how the President personally views his habit of swearing in public, Leavitt leaned into the spin with a smile: “One of the things the American people love the most about this president is he often says what they were thinking but lack the courage to say themselves.”

She went on to explain that Trump was just expressing “frustration” at the previous administration’s policies—which, according to her, caused the current mess he’s now heroically trying to clean up. In short: he swears because he cares.

Trump’s first-term soundtrack

It’s not like Trump was singing hymns and holding hands in his first term. Nope—his presidency was more like a highlight reel of “Did he really just say that?” moments. From eyebrow-raising soundbites to full-blown verbal curveballs, he kept everyone guessing. His language? A category of its own. Sometimes baffling, sometimes hilarious, but always, undeniably Trump.

You can get a pretty good sense of Trump’s first term from a piece by Ryan Teague Beckwith in Time on October 11, 2017. He pointed out that plenty of American politicians have dropped curse words, but few have done it quite like Trump.

Sure, past presidents have let a few choice words slip in private—think Richard Nixon and Lyndon Johnson with their colourful advisor chats, or Joe Biden’s infamous “big f—ing deal” moment. Even George W. Bush called a reporter a “major-league a–hole” and Dick Cheney famously told a senator to “go f— yourself.” But those were behind closed doors.

Trump, though? He made swearing a public affair, especially on the campaign trail, where “damn” and “hell” were as common as “and” and “but.” He even went as far as to drop the f-bomb in Las Vegas in 2011, declaring, “Listen, you motherf—ers, we’re going to tax you 25 percent!” (No one could ever say he wasn’t clear with his message. It was aimed at China, of course!)

Some people say Trump’s swearing wasn’t just for shock value—it was a clever way to sell himself as the no-nonsense truth-teller, completely unafraid to be politically incorrect. A strategy? Maybe. But one thing’s for sure: it certainly kept people talking.

Let’s be real—Trump’s love for swearing isn’t exactly a new chapter in his book. As Peter Baker pointed out in a New York Times piece in May 2019, presidents have never exactly been the “church mouse” type when it comes to colourful language. But Trump? He’s taken it to a whole new level, practically turning profanity into his signature move.

Welcome to the “Profanity Presidency,” where four-letter words fly as freely as his Twitter rants. Whether he’s at rallies, giving interviews, or addressing the nation in a formal speech, Trump serves up his own brand of bad-boy language—like a shock jock with a podium. He seems to delight in sticking it to the political establishment, one expletive at a time.

In one memorable May 2019 speech, he casually dropped a “hell,” an “a**,” and tossed in a couple of “bullshits” for good measure. And just last month, at a rally in Panama City Beach, Florida, he racked up 10 “hells,” three “damns,” and a “crap”—and the crowd? They ate it up. Applause, cheers and whoops all around. Turns out, a little profanity just might be the secret sauce for crowd-pleasing.