Showing posts with label press conference. Show all posts
Showing posts with label press conference. Show all posts

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Was that press conference real or fake?

Image result for trump press conference images  I just watched a bizarre,wacky, and rambling press conference, where the leader of the free world pretty much confirmed that  he is not fit to hold the office.

Journalists were actually heard whispering that it was "insane".

Honestly, it was  surreal. (Mr Michaels, you can stop laughing now.) The man pretty much spent the first half hour lashing out at the press and declaring how great he was and what a "mess 'president Obama left him. It got so bad that we actually got to watch the president lie and try to correct the lie in real time. And,we were left with a quote that is sure to push "alternative facts" off  the top of the trump top hits list.

"The leaks are real. The news is fake"  

But that wasn't the only one. Take your pick.

 “Sit down. So here’s the story. Number one I am the least anti-Semitic person you’ll ever see in your entire life.”

“I’ve been briefed and I can tell you one thing about a briefing that we’re allowed to say because anybody that ever read the most basic book can say it—nuclear holocaust would be like no other.”

“The public doesn’t believe you people anymore. Now, maybe I had something to do with that. I don’t know.”

“We had Hillary Clinton give Russia 20 percent of the uranium in our country. You know what uranium is, right? This thing called nuclear weapons like lots of things are done with uranium including some bad things.”

You get the idea. There were other quotes that were just as bad and worse.

Then there is the way he called out April Ryan.

"When you say the inner cities, are you going to include the (Congressional Black Caucus), Mr. President, in your conversations with your urban agenda, inner city agenda?" Ryan asked, referring to an organization that represents the black Congressional members.

“I’ll tell you what, do you want to set up the meeting?” Trump asked.

Ryan replied that she is a reporter, implying her goal is simply to gather information.

“Are they friends of yours? Let's go set up a meeting,” Trump said. “I would love to meet with the black caucus. I think it’s great.”

The CBC responded on Twitter that Trump has failed to respond to its earlier request for a meeting.


“Hi, @realDonaldTrump. We’re the CBC. We sent you a letter on January 19, but you never wrote us back. Sad!,” it wrote.

In case you didn't get that, April Ryan is black, so, in trump's mind, she has to know the black folks in the CBC.

But not racist. Nooooo.

*Pic from time.com


  

Monday, January 12, 2009

PLEASE JUST GO!


As I watched the frat boy defiantly give his final press conference and try his best to rewrite history, I must confess that I almost felt pity for the man. (Almost) There he was today trying to save his legacy, and trying to hold on to what slither of dignity he has left. As he took questions from the press corp, you had the feeling it was more like a trial than a standard White House news conference.


Some of the questions were tough: reporters asked him about our tarnished image abroad, his fuck up with the Iraq war, his declaration on an aircraft carrier that our mission was accomplished, when clearly it was not, and his handling and response to hurricane Katrina.

Of course he refused to own up to his mistakes. Sure he said he could have done a few things differently here and there (like actually landing his plane in Louisiana after one of the most devastating natural disasters in our country's history) but he never really owned up to the mess that he has left his successor. As has been the case with the frat boy from day one, he was right and everyone else was wrong.

"I think it's a good, strong record.... You know, presidents can try to avoid hard decisions and therefore avoid controversy. That's just not my nature."

Of course not, your "nature" is to stubbornly go into an unnecessary war with a country that had nothing to do with 911 in order to expand the powers of the executive branch and hold on to political power. And it didn't hurt that you had your trusty henchman, Dead eye Dick, riding shotgun to carry out your dastardly deeds every inch of the way.


"The question is, in the long run, will this democracy survive, and that's going to be a question for future presidents.."

He was talking about Iraq, but he might as well have been talking about A-merry-ca. Because after eight years of his awful and detestable administration, I think our democracy is on life support.

Thursday night he will be on prime time giving his final address to the nation. It will be more of the same: Defiance. Denial. Prevarication. One more go round with the frat boy as he tries to win our hearts and make us forget how miserable he has made our lives. It won't work. We will all look at that cocky walk to the podium, that irritating little smirk, and every single one of us will wish it was the year 2000 all over again.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Iraqi shoe- ts at our Prez.


So here I am on a crisp Sunday afternoon, going over some post trial briefs, and keeping one eye on some crime show on MSNBC. Then I hear the BREAKING NEWS ALERT, and I glance over to the tube. These alerts always get my attention, because in these volatile and perilous times in which we live, you just never know what might be coming next. So what was it? An Iraqi journalist threw both his shoes at my Commander in Chief. Both of them. (Are we sure we still have Richard Reid in custody?)


Now I don't want to pile on the frat boy, lord knows he has been subjected to enough obloquy and derision. But there was the clip over and over again. The frat boy with that little irritating smirk of his, yucking it up with the Iraqi Premier, and taking questions from the journalist present in the room. And then, shockingly, there is the man doing his best Pedro Martinez imitation with his size tens.


Now my first thought was that the frat boy was pretty nimble on his feet, and he showed some good moves to avoid the first shoe. (The guy should have been a boxer. I bet he would have been a better boxer than he was President) The second shoe was going to miss no matter what because It was high and away. (Ball one strike one) And of course my next thought was, where the hell is the Secret Service? They guy got off two shoes before they could take him down. What if he was firing bullets instead of shoes? And what if those shoes were bombs instead of Iraqi Adams or whatever the hell they wear in Iraq? ("Iraqi Adams", get it?). Hey, let's just be glad that Shaq is on our side. Anywho, I really shouldn't be making light of this, it could have been a seriously tragic event in our nation's history. It could have triggered a war....wait, we are already at war with the Iraqis. Okay, but it could have been a serious historic event, nevertheless.


Obama let that be a lesson to you, you better start calling on those FOX reporters. You don't want them pretending they are Iraqi journalist on you all of a sudden. Who are we going to send to cover the Obama news conference today? How about old Major Garrett, I hear he has a pretty mean fastball. Besides, he wears size 12 shoes, there is no way he can miss.... But don't worry O man, I have a suggestion: all members of the press must remove their shoes before going into the White House press briefings. If they don't want to comply, they don't get credentialed. It's that simple.


Still, even though the shoes missed, this is yet another sad day in what is fast becoming one of the worst and saddest administration in the history of our democracy. Just think about it for a minute: Our President suffered the indignity and the affront of having a journalist from a country he claims he liberated throw his shoes at him. And while in a formal press conference no less. You can't make this stuff up. And if you did, you would have a hit movie or novel on your hands.


Poor frat boy. Honestly, I am actually starting to feel sorry for the guy.


Now I know I am getting old.