This coat-and-tie ghoul belongs to another era—where he’d fit right in with an armband swastika, a Schirmmütze perched on his head, and an Iron Cross hanging heavy around his neck.

He is Trump’s chief architect of cruelty—the man who engineered the policy of tearing children from their parents and locking them in cages. That is the rot festering inside his skull.

His eyes are flat, dead tunnels—leading straight to a dark heart and a diseased mind. Miller would have thrived in Auschwitz or any other Nazi death camp, clawing his way up the ranks while 1.5 million “Der Untermensch”  children were marched to their murders.

Trump chose him for a reason: to handle what his followers sneer at as the “subhuman problem” inside America. And Miller, blinded by his own arrogance, never grasps the irony—he’s a Jew who Hitler would have deemed “unfit, tossed into the ovens alongside the Jews, Roma, Czechs, Poles, Russians, Slavs, the disabled, and anyone else not blessed by Aryan purity.

Trump surrounds himself with the same kind of refuse: failures, fools, scavengers, parasites, losers, and opportunists. They do his bidding, settle his grudges, and defend Dear Leader without flinching.

And Miller? He won’t hesitate to order ICE—staffed in part by Jan. 6th racists given a pardon and a badge—to open fire on protesters and drag America back to his cages-for-children horror show.