BREAKING: Trump says Republicans should `let Obamacare fail,' says, `I'm not going to own it'
— The Associated Press (@AP) July 18, 2017
48 of 52 Republican senators? "That’s a pretty impressive vote by any standard" pic.twitter.com/QCtmdZOCGj
— Nolan D. McCaskill (@NolanDMcCaskill) July 18, 2017
Trump made it from the beginning to the end of his health-care initiative without answering a single question on the details of the bill.
— Daniel Dale (@ddale8) July 18, 2017
And he probably never asked any questions about it https://t.co/biiS3Jshmj
— Dana Houle (@DanaHoule) July 18, 2017
— dawn keybahlz (@dawnkeybahlz) July 18, 2017
Your “president”, Republicans! Worthy of a Qaddafi or a Mobute…
A disturbing scene unfolded at the White House on Monday afternoon. A hook-and-ladder firetruck and a utility bucket truck pulled up to the South Portico and extended their rescue arms in the vicinity of the Truman Balcony…
… The Trump White House had invited the makers of the trucks — and manufacturers of all stripes — to bring their wares to Washington to show that Trump was making good on his promise to revive manufacturing jobs in America.
The president admired baseball bats and golf clubs, tried on a Stetson, asserted that the representative from an Omaha beef producer “wanted to kiss me so badly,” gave a thumbs-up from the driver’s seat of the firetruck and admired a Sikorsky helicopter. “I have three of them,” this champion of the little guy reported. Trump, whose businesses fill hotel rooms with mostly imported goods and whose daughter manufactures her clothing line entirely overseas, proclaimed this “Made in America” week.
That Trump would attempt to give the impression that he is leading a manufacturing revival makes sense: In the otherwise dismal new Washington Post-ABC poll, Trump’s handling of the economy is the only area in which he is viewed favorably by the public, by a narrow 43 percent to 41 percent.
But if Americans were to discover Trump can’t make good on his promise to lead a resurgence in manufacturing jobs— then, well, it might be time for him to call in a five-alarm blaze and ride that hook-and-ladder into exile at Mar-a-Lago…