Trump bringing Marxism to U.S. better than Marx could’ve hoped

By David McElroy · May 25, 2025

Donald Trump is the most effective agent of Marxist economics the United States has ever seen.

Let that sink in.

The president who is beloved by many who scream about the dangers of socialism and wave flags that say “Don’t Tread on Me” is dragging this country further into the economic worldview of Karl Marx than the Soviets ever dreamed possible. And what’s worse? His followers cheer him for it.

I know better than to think Trump is reading Das Kapital in the middle of the night. He probably couldn’t distinguish Karl Marx from Groucho Marx. But his policies — his economic instincts — align with the collectivist, central-planning ideals that defined Marx’s vision of how to run a society. The irony is grotesque. The former host of The Apprentice is becoming the accidental apprentice of Marx himself.

Let’s look at the facts.

Start with Trump’s love for tariffs. In his first term, he slapped fairly minor tariffs on Chinese goods in a self-proclaimed effort to “bring jobs back” and “protect American workers.” And as soon as he was back in office, he doubled and tripled down on this economic illiteracy.

He launched a massive trade war. He pretends the targets are people in other countries who won’t do what he prefers. The truth is the you and I are the targets.

Trump doesn’t believe we have the freedom to trade with those of our own choosing. He doesn’t believe you and I have the right to buy from people in other countries who are willing to sell us cheaper goods. He has the idea that he should be able to decide where products are made and who makes them.

Even this week, he’s threatening to slap even more tariffs on iPhones if Apple doesn’t find a way to assemble them in the U.S. instead of India. (Apple has been trying to shift production from China to India to escape tariffs against China.)

Trump claims all of this is going to “make American wealthy again.” Even if you can ignore the fact that he wants to take away our freedom to trade however we choose, he is trying to bring jobs back to America that Americans do not want.

All of this rhetoric sounds great if you’re the kind of person who thinks an economy is just a football team that needs a strong coach in total control to tell everybody what to do. But in reality, it’s central planning dressed in red, white and blue. Trump decided he could manipulate international trade with a few signature strokes. Instead, he’s sending the world economy — including the U.S. economy — into the tank.

In Marxist theory, the state protects and controls the “means of production” for the supposed benefit of the workers. Trump’s economic nationalism claims to do exactly that. He doesn’t trust the market. He trusts himself. He treats the economy like it’s his former casino in Atlantic City, thinking he can call the shots and rig the tables. That’s not capitalism. That’s cronyism soaked in nationalism. That’s the state seizing power over what’s supposed to be a free market.

And remember that his casinos went bankrupt multiple times and he was able to walk away. That’s the sort of economic carnage this economic idiot is going to leave us with.

Then there’s the bailouts. Trump sent out many millions of dollars in “stimulus” checks during the COVID-19 pandemic. He presided over massive federal programs that doled out cash to businesses and individuals alike. Like politicians everywhere, he wasn’t one to allow an emergency to pass without making things even worse. The U.S. government went far more deeply into debt because of this. (And then Biden came along and continued the Trump policy of handing out money like candy to babies.)

Trump’s followers claim they love freedom. But Trump doesn’t hesitate to embrace the tools of central economic control that every Marxist government in history has dreamed of. Direct government payments. Government deciding who gets to survive and who doesn’t.

Under Trump, the federal government’s role in the economy ballooned. Spending exploded. Deficits grew. The Federal Reserve turned on the money printer like a Soviet factory worker trying to meet his quota. All in the name of “stimulus.” All in the name of helping the people. And yet those of us who believe in economic freedom, who believe in letting individuals make their own choices in a market unmolested by Washington power games — we were told to shut up and wave the flag.

If Barack Obama had done all this, Trump’s supporters would have screamed “Socialism!” until their lungs gave out. But because their strongman did it, they mostly smiled and called it leadership.

Do you remember when the Right used to at least pretend to care about limited government? Balanced budgets? Free markets? That’s all gone now, buried under red hats and chants about making things great again.

And what about Trump’s obsession with “bringing back” manufacturing jobs? The man talks like it’s 1950 and the future of the American dream lies in reopening steel mills. Instead of accepting the reality of a post-industrial economy where innovation and service industries dominate, he wants to rewind the clock. He talks about the American worker like he’s a cog in a machine, something to be plugged into a government-directed economic engine.

That’s Marxism. That’s not free enterprise. That’s not capitalism.

None of this is to say the Democrats are any better, of course. They’re just more honest about their love for socialism. But Trump? Trump is worse in some ways. He hijacked the rhetoric of liberty and used it to sell state control. He cloaked his collectivism in patriotism, so millions of people cheered for policies they would have rioted against if they came from the other party.

If Marx is watching from the afterlife — and if he has any sense of humor — he has to be laughing.

Because the Soviet Union never figured out how to destroy the American free market. But Donald Trump is doing it from the inside. He’s centralizing power. He’s deciding who wins and who loses. He’s using fear and populism to justify control.

And the people most likely to yell about “Marxists in Washington”? They’re the ones wearing his T-shirts and red hats.

When you put your faith in a man instead of in liberty, you will always be disappointed. The cult of personality is the gateway drug to tyranny.

Karl Marx never could have pulled this off. But Donald Trump might.

And he didn’t even have to read a single page of Marx’s terrible books.

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