UPDATE: Read also the Washington Post, Trump says the Boy Scouts head told him his speech was the ‘greatest.’ He appears to have imagined this.
Now repeat after me: He's so pretty!
"On Wednesday afternoon, while paddling through a week that began with press secretary Sean Spicer’s resignation and was pockmarked by Donald Trump dogging his attorney general, the White House launched a hopeful tradition: letters from children to the president, read aloud in the daily press briefing.
Four hours later, the term #PickleTruther was teeming on Twitter, and things had gotten really weird.
'My name is Dylan but every body calls me Pickle,' Wednesday’s letter began, read by spokeswoman Sarah Huckabee Sanders from her podium. 'I’m 9 years old and you are my favrit president. I like you so much I had a birthday about you. My cake was the shap of your hat.' . .
At first the detractors centered on Pickle’s request to know 'ho much monny do you have.' Was this not, folks pointed out, exactly the kind of question that the 'release your taxes' movement had been asking for months?
But then the comments became more investigative. Was it odd that the notebook paper, which theoretically arrived in the mail, didn’t seem to have the crease marks one would see on a letter folded into an envelope? Was it unusual that a young child would have spelled 'people' and 'friend' correctly, but then mixed up 'how'? What kind of 9-year-old would request a birthday party themed around a 71-year-old man?
Pickle came to represent everything the nation feared and hoped for: Was the administration a 'friend' to the American people? Was the administration trying to pull one over on us?
'The ‘kid’ who wrote the Pickle letter,' someone posted, as if they had uncovered a second set of Pentagon papers, 'has the same name as the [Vice President Pence’s] cat.'
Pickle was all of us."
Read the Washington Post, Did a 9-year-old called ‘Pickle’ really write that letter to Trump? Yep, he’s real.
As the article noted, one of the reasons reporters initially question the authenticity of the letter was:
"During the 1980s and 1990s, reporters who were writing about Donald Trump would occasionally have their calls returned to them by a rotation of Trump Organization spokesmen: John Miller. John Baron, sometimes spelled with two r’s. The goal of each was the same — to paint their boss as suave, cool, fantastic, wonderful, the best ladies man. “Actresses, people that you write about, just call to see if they can go out with him and things,” Miller told a People magazine reporter in 1991.
Miller was, of course, Donald Trump. So were Baron and Barron — alter-egos used by the mogul to tootle his own horn in the third person. Some reporters never found out, quoting Miller in multiple news articles. Reporters who knew the ruse thought it was anywhere from playful to creepy."
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