Nobody is better at ruining a sincere moment than our president, Donald Trump.
He just lacks the ability to leave good news alone. He needs to insert himself. He lies with staggering regularity, to the point where I’m pretty certain he’s unaware that the uttered words of untrue. Or, he simply does not care.
This past weekend the United States scored a major victory with the capture and killing of ISIS terrorist Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi. It was a huge achievement that warranted every bit of praise available to be thrust upon the participants.
Then Trump spoke.
“He died after running into a dead-end tunnel, whimpering, screaming and crying all the way,” the president. Later, Trump said it again. “He died like a dog, he died like a coward, he was whimpering, screaming and crying,” Trump said. “And frankly, I think it’s something that should be brought out.”
How did Trump know Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi died whimpering, screaming and crying? He didn’t. Just as he doesn’t know that “some people say” and “most people say” and “past presidents thought” and “the majority of Americans believe.” The lies are staggering and never-ending—from the inaugural crowd size to the fictitious call from the Boy Scout leader to sending hundreds of men to Ground Zero to his predecessors calling him to say they wish they’d built a wall.
I will wait, patiently, for someone else to verify “whimpering, screaming and crying all the way.” But it won’t happen.
The liar lies.