Reading from the TelePrompTer in the Rose Garden.
Details forthcoming... (thread)
He hasn’t left the White House.
Those voices were in his head.
Drops the entirety of his demand for a “downpayment” on the wall.
Ann Coulter is rage with the fire of a thousand suns.
It will be glorious.
Spoiler: there won’t be a damn wall. Pelosi pushed Humpty Trumpty off the only wall he’ll ever sit on.
Seriously, he’s rambling about glorious walls throughout history.
I am losing knowledge watching this.
We have those.
Trump is demanding we do the thing we already did.
He repels information like water off a buffoonish orange duck.
The man thinks Beyond Thunderdome was a documentary.
Duct taped women. Gangs wilding in the dusty frontier. Drug mules (who he likely believes are actual mules in the ‘her-haw’ sense).
I hate this racist f***.
He blew off his own desiccated raisin bag and came away six weeks later with absolutely nothing to show for it.
Nancy stomped on his grapes.
It has zero bite.
The lines are tired and trite.
The bloviating manatee is gumming his way through fearmongering that has lost its novelty.
It is such a snoozefest.
That’s the problem with hyperbole. It loses its ability to shock.
Trump looks and sounds impotent.
A weak man steamrolled by his own failures with Nancy driving in a hardhat.
Spoiler: he won’t and no he won’t.
Repubs aren’t going back down this dumdum’s rabbithole.
Now let’s grab the popcorn and watch the Coultersphere.
The response will be scathing.
This was a total surrender.