Late Night: Trump Whoppers (No, Not The Candy Kind)

And here we have another entertaining fact-check for something Trump said that is, of course, wrong. This one is pretty good. And looking at something small was what sent him off on a tangent. He’s doing that more and more these days. It’s a pity they’re not all funny. My compliments to AlterNet:

At a Cabinet meeting on Thursday, President Donald Trump told a lengthy story about negotiating the creation of a personalized Sharpie pen. The only problem: the company that produces Sharpies denies it ever happened. Theoretically, Trump’s tall tale was an attempt to prove his skill at saving money. It started with complaints about cost overruns tied to the renovation of the Federal Reserve building, but then the pen he was holding caught his attention, and it was tangent time.

See my eyes spin and come up lemons. Tangent time, for a pen. It seems they can’t use a teleprompter to keep him on topic. That’s almost impossible to do, so even if there was one available, he would almost certainly wander off topic anyhow. He takes it as a personal insult if the teleprompter isn’t working, but he barely uses it. What’s wrong with this picture?

“This pen is an interesting example,” before relating a presumably improvised story in which he called “the guy” and told him, “I’d like to use your pen, but I can’t have a great thing with a big S on it saying Sharpie as I’m signing a $1 trillion airplane contract to buy brand new fighter jets.” “The guy,” said the President, offered to provide personalized black pens with “the White House” written in gold free of charge, until Trump insisted on paying $5 a pen.

Ha. Ahahahaha. There’s the sentence that tells you he’s bullshizzling. Insisted on paying? Oh, no, he would want them for free. If it’s something for him, he will automatically assume it should be made for him at no cost. If they were actually making this, he would also expect a gold cap. Ha, they already have one with a gold cap, but it doesn’t write in black. I checked (for once, heh). Sharpies are awesome. You use them a lot in technical theatre. Just sayin’,

Setting aside that this story does not, in fact, prove Trump’s thrift — were it authentic, he would have successfully negotiated the price up from free to $5 — it also turned out that it simply wasn’t true. According to a spokesperson from the manufacturer of Sharpie, “We don’t have any information about the conversation described.”

*snerk* Lies, lies, damn lies. We have to say that this was actually one of his creative stories. There are also other items in the article I used. Feel free to go take a look. This is entertaining, rather than “OMG, *NOW* what?” I enjoy any story that doesn’t have war in it, or something else he’s tearing down. Laughter *is* good for the soul. We have so little of it now. So, short or long, any humor is worth at least a few moments of the day. I just might go on a quest for metallic Sharpies tomorrow. Could be fun!

See you soon!

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