I can only pray that Trump doesn’t confuse Representative Cedric Richmond (D-LA) with Cedric the Entertainer.
Update: At least Trump didn’t ask the nearest available black person to set it up.
So, this happened…
If Trump assumes all blacks know each other, he could have asked Ms.Ryan to get him an autographed picture of Lebron James.
If this hot mess gets any worse, at the next press conference, I expect Trump will just start flinging poo at the reporters.
That’s no metaphor. He’ll fling actual poo.
This is speculation with no basis in fact or reality (which is so refreshing!), but I have a theory as to Donald Trump’s end game:
Piss off the nuclear powers enough that they nuke his properties world wide. Then Trump can collect on the insurance and cash in on their inflated prices! It’s Darryl Issa on steroids!
Since President Elect Trump has threatened to blow up thawing US Cuba relations, there are two options for preventing that. Cuba can:
The Boston Globe put out a story of how disorganized the Trump Campaign is.
In the middle of a workday this week, Trump’s state headquarters was locked, windows covered in paper, and displayed a note for visitors to call a phone number for access. By the door, there were about a half-dozen large blank posters, with this message clothes-pinned to the boards: “For the Donald Trump campaign. He’s embarrassing, but he’s ours.”