Despite his war crimes, Trump's most impressive quality nowadays is his sheer unimpressiveness.

This is a good comment by Yvan Stoclet. 

The entire thing reads like imperial melodrama written by someone whose understanding of power begins and ends with spectacle. He announces war as though unveiling a product launch, suspends it after appeals from Gulf monarchs, then immediately reasserts the threat so the performance loses none of its testosterone. What emerges is not strength, but a strangely juvenile vision of statesmanship in which diplomacy exists merely as a backdrop for personal grandeur. Even the prose is revealing: every sentence straining to turn geopolitical instability into a portrait of himself.