The Clapper-in-Chief and His Secretary of Sunday School

[Swede]

Donald Trump walked into Quantico Tuesday expecting a rally. He got a funeral.
The generals sat in perfect silence, faces locked in the kind of grim stillness that comes from years of watching idiots talk and choosing not to react. Trump, of course, couldn’t handle it. “I’ve never walked into a room so silent before,” he confessed, his voice trembling somewhere between wounded pride and panic. Then came the kicker: “If you want to applaud, you applaud.”
This wasn’t leadership. This was a washed-up Vegas act begging the crowd to clap. The Commander-in-Chief turned into the Clapper-in-Chief, reduced to prodding the nation’s top brass like a sad carnival barker who forgot his punchline.
A campaign rally in uniform.

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[democrank]

1. I had to read that "washed up Vegas act" three times for the sheer enjoyment

What a disgrace Trump is.

[RedWhiteBlueIsRacist]

2. His worst enemy is himself.

[tanyev]

3. The Clown King is rarely faced with a room full of serious grownups.

He’s much more comfortable with his usual audience of adoring clowns.

[Kid Berwyn]

4. The audience were not amused.

The brass remembers when he clapped like a trained seal at Sea World happy to see the return of his master, knowing there’s a sardine hidden in one of his pockets.

[Sneederbunk]

5. Please clap.