Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Trump Loves Russia More Than He Loves America




I know that you are being inundated with hot takes and fresh takes and double takes over the President's balls-to-the-wall interview with the New York Times, so here's mine:

HABERMAN: You must have been so tired at, by that point.

TRUMP: Yeah. It was beautiful. We toured the museum, we went to Napoleon’s tomb …

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TRUMP: Well, Napoleon finished a little bit bad. But I asked that. So I asked the president, so what about Napoleon? He said: “No, no, no. What he did was incredible. He designed Paris.” [garbled] The street grid, the way they work, you know, the spokes. He did so many things even beyond. And his one problem is he didn’t go to Russia that night because he had extracurricular activities, and they froze to death. How many times has Russia been saved by the weather? [garbled]

[crosstalk/unintelligible]

TRUMP: Same thing happened to Hitler. Not for that reason, though. Hitler wanted to consolidate. He was all set to walk in. But he wanted to consolidate, and it went and dropped to 35 degrees below zero, and that was the end of that army.

[crosstalk]

But the Russians have great fighters in the cold. They use the cold to their advantage. I mean, they’ve won five wars where the armies that went against them froze to death. [crosstalk] It’s pretty amazing.

Why does Trump talk about Hitler all the time? Why is he so enamored of the Russians? It's the middle of July and he's talking about these random bursts of military history like he copied them onto a slip of paper that he misplaced somewhere. It's mind-boggling--the man is crazy. He is absolutely infatuated with himself and with Russia and with details that, even when they're proven to be nuts, nobody notices this. Nobody is saying what is patently obvious--he's crazy.

If you parse this statement:

And his one problem is he didn’t go to Russia that night because he had extracurricular activities, and they froze to death. How many times has Russia been saved by the weather?

Okay, he's talking about Napoleon Bonaparte. He's talking about the French Revolution's aftermath and the Napoleonic Wars all the way up until he was sent into exile a second time. So, in the middle of all of this, the train leaves the goddamned tracks. What night was this? Napoleon didn't go to Russia that night? Who didn't go to Russia? Who froze to death? Has Russia been saved by the weather? Well, so was England. So were the Romans and the Greeks. The Americans have been saved by the weather, too. So what? I can't, for the life of me, figure any of that out. I don't know what's going on. I mean, wow. And then he goes from Napoleon to Hitler in a flash. Yeah, that's normal.

It's like Trump decided to walk around with pants. Well, guess what, libtard? Pants are optional and he meant to do that so that a snowflake like you can feel the heat.

These are jaw-droopingly insane times we live in. I still cannot figure out how any of us are still alive. Would it be possible if, just once, Trump could show the same courtesy and consideration for an American instead of a Russian? Would it be outside the realm of possibility for him to find something about this country worth talking about? Is it even remotely an option for him to stop talking about fucking Hitler and maybe talk about America and American history and the American people?















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