Tuesday, September 12, 2017

the last book I ever read (Al Franken, Giant of the Senate by Al Franken, excerpt fourteen)

from Al Franken, Giant of the Senate by Al Franken:

As that date approached, of course, things just kept getting worse and worse. President-elect Trump made it clear that he had no intention of divesting himself of his business interests. He shrugged off reports by every intelligence agency that his election had been, in part, the product of interference by the Russian government. He installed a white supremacist in the White House as his chief strategist.

He also insisted on being a complete jerk. Hillary had graciously conceded the election to him despite the fact that she had earned nearly three million more votes than he had. He couldn’t even bring himself to concede the legitimacy of that popular vote.

Mind you, no one was saying he couldn’t be president if he lost the popular vote. It didn’t matter. He could have let it go. But no. He was a sore winner. The president-elect actually insisted that three to five million votes had been fraudulently cast by illegal immigrants, every single one of them for Hillary Clinton. It was almost as if the incoming commander-in-chief had some sort of mental health problem. The kind of mental health problem that you would be disturbed to discover in your kid’s piano teacher, let alone the president of the United States of America.

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