Who is this person?
Your pReznit, in whose hands your standing as an American citizen in the world rests.
The class clown.
The little boy whose sister died, and they didn't bother to tell him till the funeral.
Frat boy who hasn't got his homework, 'cause he was drinkin' last night, yeshewuz.
Your boss's incompetent son, who expects that all doors will be opened for him at all times, and in all places.
The kid who used to blow up frogs with firecrackers.
A man comfortable with power.
1 comment:
I actually think that fake exit was planned. If you see how he comes to attention after the doors don't yield and then follows the voice to the exit just in back of where he stood, it's part of the gig. It's not unlike that comic turn in the oval office looking for weapons of mass destruction which, considering the largest cache is controlled by a stroke of his pen, were indeed right there in the office with him.
His advance team had to be sure that nobody was coming through those doors to take him out while he was speaking.
Another chapter in the Crawford Diddle.
The Crawdad of Crawford loves playing the fool.
hannah
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