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A Fast Food Feast at the White House
This is the picture making the rounds on Twitter over the last twelve hours:
This is the greatest photo of the Trump era, hands down. pic.twitter.com/1kvj9Ox6eo
— Josh Jordan (@NumbersMuncher) January 15, 2019
Due to the government shutdown, the White House is short-staffed, leading President Trump to order a feast of fast food. The Washington Post reported,
When the Clemson football players entered the White House’s opulent State Dining Room during their visit with President Trump on Monday, they were greeted by a sight many had likely never laid eyes on before.
In the center of the historic room that has hosted royalty, foreign dignitaries and celebrities, a long mahogany table gleamed under the glow of an enormous golden chandelier. A pair of ornate candelabras holding tapered white candles sat on the table amid numerous silver serving platters piled high with what Trump described as “Great American food.”
Funny enough, while the Post described Trump as “roasted” for the move, Cleveland.com reported the Internet was “loving it.”
I was recently in that room for the White House Hanukkah party, and saw the opulence the room is capable of. The sight of boxed burgers on our nation’s finest china makes me uncomfortable, no matter how funny the moment. Guests of the White House shouldn’t have to eat McDonald’s.
But what was the alternative? If Trump had managed to serve a banquet, if he had fed them better food, the headlines would have read “DONALD TRUMP HOSTS FANCY PARTIES WHILE FEDERAL WORKERS ARE LITERALLY IN BREAD LINES.”
It still hasn’t been reported (that I’ve seen, anyway) what Democrats are eating while on a “work trip” to Puerto Rican beaches. Just saying.
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That makes me think of Used Cars and the editing of smiles into miles and claiming the commercial said she had a mile of cars. Maybe these people upset at Trump can get Grandpa Munster to make Trump prove he served a mile of burgers. Maybe Mueller can add it to his list of charges.
Got it on the first try.
This is true. Because if there’s one thing you can rely on Fred Cole to do, it’s tow the Republican Party line and agree with approved Republicans.
Not quite. But that’s an interesting comparison.
The similarities between the two is that both presidents made the act (a gift to the Queen, inviting champion players to the WH) about themselves.
In the case of Obama, it had a strong whiff of some staff member coming up with the idea. The McDonald’s thing reeks of Trump.
I thought of this example too.
It’s apples to oranges. This was an informal picnic at FDR’s own estate and he served a traditional American picnic food. It’s a charming little story, but it doesn’t really compare.
Now, if FDR invited the press into the White House and had a photo opportunity about how evil the opposition was and that he had to resort to serving hot dogs to the King and Queen at a White House state dinner, you might have an apt comparison.
“I think I’m a better speechwriter than my speechwriters. I know more about policies on any particular issue than my policy directors. And I’ll tell you right now that I’m gonna think I’m a better political director than my political director.”
Yeah, it was Obama’s staff.
For your enjoyment, here is an archived copy of the fact-check; hard-hitting journalism courtesy of the Washington Post (Democracy Dies in Darkness).
A heartfelt message to the author, Phillip Bump: Phillip, there’s a little voice in the back of your head that tells you that it would be a good idea to fact-check “Pile of burgers a mile high” because that will really show the President. Do not listen to that voice, under any circumstances! That voice is the part of you that resents you for being such a massive tool, and enjoys making you a public laughingstock.
Remember all the grief you got back in high school, for being Phillip Bump? Some of it is because of your name, true, but a large part of it was because you listened to that voice, and that voice tricked you into doing humiliating things. Your head is inhabited by all kinds of self-loathing sub-personalities that want to sabotage you, so don’t listen to the voice, I cannot stress that enough.
Haha! Journalism Dies in Darkness.