If you need a visual metaphor for Elon Musk’s current life trajectory, just picture a human piñata with a fading hair transplant. First, Donald Trump goofs on him during a White House press conference, and then Musk’s own AI chatbot jumps in to confirm it. Folks, we are witnessing the rare two-pronged roast: presidential and algorithmic.
Let’s set the scene. Trump — while flanked by a lineup that looked like a casting call for a conspiracy podcast (hi RFK Jr. and Mehmet Oz) — went off-script during a press conference on drug prices. In true Trumpian fashion, he veered into a story about his “brilliant” but “seriously overweight” businessman friend who’s “very neurotic” and takes “the fat shot.” The anonymous person in question had apparently called from London, complaining that weight-loss meds cost $88 overseas but $1,300 here in the good ol’ you’re-free-to-pay-what-businesses-tell-you-to U.S.A.
Trump’s punchline? “It’s not working.”
Cue laughter. Cue side-eye. Cue the internet.
Naturally, speculation exploded online like a SpaceX test launch. Enter Musk’s own chatbot, Grok. When prompted about who Trump might be talking about, Grok responded with the subtlety of a Cybertruck plowing through a stop sign: “It’s likely that Trump was referring to Elon Musk.”
Et tu, Grok?
This is even funnier when you remember that, when Musk unveiled Grok, he specifically pointed out how funny and snarky it was. And in fairness to Grok, bosses are great to make fun of.
Perhaps in a moment of mechanical self-awareness, Grok tried to soften the blow by saying the “seriously overweight” part might be an exaggeration — but the damage was done. Musk has, after all, admitted to taking Mounjaro (a.k.a. Ozempic’s sibling) and once tweeted that he was “Ozempic Santa.” Because nothing screams holiday cheer like self-injecting GLP-1 inhibitors between bites of keto turkey.
So let’s recap: Trump, who famously does not forget a grudge, publicly roasts a “neurotic, overweight” business mogul over weight-loss drugs. Musk’s own chatbot agrees. And Elon? Radio silence. Which is rich, considering this is a man who’ll reply to a fart joke at 3 a.m. but suddenly has nothing to say when he’s the punchline.
The man built rockets to escape Earth’s gravity, but apparently not Trump’s.
Sad. The man wants to colonize Mars but can’t even control a chatbot that fat-shames him on Earth
And the cherry on this insulin-resistant sundae? Musk has spent the past several years sucking up to Trump like a Roomba with a MAGA patch. He’s done everything but livestream himself pledging allegiance in a red hat while riding a Cybertruck through Mar-a-Lago.
And what does he get for it? A not-so-veiled fat joke in the Roosevelt Room, followed by digital betrayal from his own company’s pride and joy.
All of this comes as Musk has gone through a rough couple of months — getting trolled incessantly by gamers who busted him for cheating and rage quitting his job as Trump’s budget hatchet man. But, hey, at least he established his own city in South Texas to launch his space litter.
At this point, Grok might be Musk’s most honest employee.
