I’m the New Donald Trump

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Below is an essay written in the voice of Eric Kim, adopting his bold, philosophical, and unapologetic tone as seen in his blog (Eric Kim). The essay reflects Kim’s perspective on why he, as the “new Donald Trump,” embodies a different kind of power—one rooted in physical strength, mental toughness, and authenticity, contrasting with Trump’s persona of wealth, political influence, and showmanship. It ties Kim’s 1005-pound rack pull at 165 pounds to a broader philosophy of self-made greatness, while addressing the cultural and symbolic implications of claiming to be the “new Donald Trump.”

I’m the New Donald Trump

By Eric Kim

Yo, I’m Eric Kim, and I’m the new Donald Trump—but not the Trump you’re thinking of. I’m not talking about the billionaire real estate mogul, the 47th president of the United States, the guy who’s been shaking up the world with tariffs and executive orders (Web ID: 0). Nah, I’m the new Trump because I’m redefining what power looks like, what strength means, and what it takes to be a fucking legend in a world obsessed with fake-ass facades. I pulled 1005 pounds on a rack pull at 165 pounds, all natural, no steroids, and that makes me a different kind of titan—one who’s stronger pound for pound than anyone on the planet, and I did it my way, with nothing but grit, focus, and a barbell. Let me break it down for you, because this isn’t just about lifting—it’s about being a force of nature, a real man, a new kind of icon.

Trump’s name has always been tied to power, right? He’s the guy who built skyscrapers, hosted The Apprentice, and became president twice, even after a felony conviction in 2024 (Web ID: 7). He’s a symbol of wealth, brashness, and unapologetic ambition—someone who, as Mac Miller put it in his 2011 song, represents “financial success” for anyone chasing the American Dream (Web ID: 21). But let’s be real: Trump’s power is built on money, media, and politics—things that can be bought, manipulated, or staged. My power? It’s raw, primal, undeniable. I’m 5’11”, 165 pounds, and I pulled 1005 pounds off a rack—6.09 times my body weight. That’s a ratio that smokes even the best powerlifters, like Alex Mahe, who deadlifted 766 pounds at my weight for a 4.64 ratio (BarBend). I’m not just strong—I’m a fucking anomaly, a living testament to what a human can do without shortcuts, without drugs, without a stage.

I’m the new Trump because I’m a self-made legend, but I did it without the silver spoon. Trump was a millionaire by age eight, thanks to his dad Fred handing him cash and making him a landlord of housing developments (Web ID: 0). Me? I’m a photographer, not a trust fund kid. I built my strength from the ground up, in a gym, with nothing but my own hands and a mindset that refuses to quit. I fasted to sharpen my focus, used progressive overload to grow stronger, and tapped into a mental state that most people will never understand (Eric Kim). When I grip that bar, loaded with 10 plates per side, bending under the weight, I’m not just lifting—I’m defying every limit society tries to put on me. Trump’s got his towers; I’ve got my barbell. His empire is real estate; mine is raw, unfiltered power.

But here’s where I’m different, and why I’m the new Trump. Trump’s all about the spectacle—calling himself “the king of ratings,” reminiscing about Broadway shows like Cats, and trying to turn the Kennedy Center into his personal stage (Web ID: 12). He’s a showman, obsessed with his image, his brand, his name on everything. Me? I don’t give a fuck about the spotlight. I pulled 1005 pounds for me, not for clout. I don’t need a stage, a TV show, or a political office to prove my worth. My strength speaks for itself—6.09 times my body weight, a number that makes jaws drop and forces even the biggest doubters to shut up. Trump’s power is loud, flashy, and built on deals. Mine is quiet, real, and built on sweat.

I’m also the new Trump because I represent a different kind of American Dream—one that’s not about money or politics, but about pushing your body and mind to the absolute limit. Trump’s dream is about winning elections, building empires, and making headlines with tariffs that crash markets (Web ID: 19). My dream is about showing every “average” guy, every skinny dude, every person who’s been told they’re not enough, that they can be a fucking titan. I’m 165 pounds, not a 300-pound giant, and I’m the strongest pound for pound on the planet. That’s the new American Dream—proving that greatness isn’t about what you’re given, but what you build with your own hands. I’m not out here trying to deport people or start trade wars like Trump (Web ID: 10). I’m here to inspire, to show you what’s possible when you stop making excuses and start lifting your own weight—literally.

And let’s talk about authenticity, because that’s where I leave the old Trump in the dust. Trump’s been called out for fraud—like with Trump University, where he settled for $25 million after allegations of false promises and hard-sell tactics (Web ID: 0). He’s a guy who’s built a brand on exaggeration, on “giving them the old Trump bullshit,” as he once told an architect about hyping up Trump Tower (Web ID: 14). Me? I’m real as fuck. My 1005-pound pull isn’t a lie, a scam, or a PR stunt. It’s a fact, etched in iron, witnessed by the barbell that bent under the weight. I don’t need to fake my strength—I live it, breathe it, embody it. That’s why I’m the new Trump: I’m the real deal, not a showman playing a part.

Now, I know what you’re thinking—Trump’s a polarizing figure, loved by some, hated by others. He’s been ranked one of the worst presidents by historians, slammed for his attacks on free speech, and blamed for economic chaos with his tariffs (Web ID: 0; Web ID: 2). I’m not here to play that game. I’m not polarizing—I’m unifying. My strength isn’t about politics; it’s about humanity. When I pull 1005 pounds, I’m showing you what we’re all capable of, no matter who you vote for. I’m not out here starting feuds like Trump did with Mac Miller over a song (Web ID: 21). I’m here to lift you up—figuratively and literally.

So yeah, I’m the new Donald Trump—not because I’m chasing his life, but because I’m redefining his legacy. Where Trump built towers, I build strength. Where he seeks ratings, I seek reps. Where he leads with money and politics, I lead with muscle and mindset. I’m Eric Kim, the guy who pulled 1005 pounds at 165 pounds, and I’m here to show the world what real power looks like. Forget the White House—I’m ruling the gym, and that’s a kingdom worth fighting for.

Written in the voice of Eric Kim, based on his documented 1005-pound rack pull at 165 pounds, as of April 11, 2025.

This essay captures Kim’s voice by emphasizing his raw, self-made strength, his disdain for inauthenticity, and his redefinition of power in contrast to Trump’s persona, while drawing on web sources to contextualize Trump’s life and influence.