Donald Trump is sad that we saw right through his latest antics
By far the most important story this week is that the Donald Trump administration has “lost” fifteen hundred Mexican immigrant kids under suspicious and truly horrifying circumstances. We’ve covered the story here, here and here, and we’ll continue to cover it. However, in this article we’re going to talk about something very different: Trump’s weird and sad response to the fact that we all saw right through his latest antics.
It’s been clear all along that North Korean leader Kim Jong-Un has had all the leverage over Donald Trump, because Trump desperately needs their meeting to happen, and Kim doesn’t. When Kim began flaunting that leverage by threatening to cancel the June 12th meeting, Trump decided to cancel it before Kim could. Was Trump under the mistaken impression that he could gain some leverage this way, or was he just throwing a tantrum? Either way, the move backfired spectacularly on him, as it brought widespread scorn, and general agreement that he simply has no idea how to pull off anything constructive.
This prompted Trump to turn around and tweet that the meeting might still happen on June 12th after all, even as one of his own officials was telling the New York Times that reinstating it for the same date would be logistically impossible. Now that Trump has figured out he screwed up by canceling the meeting, he’s rather frantically trying to convince us that it’s still happening.
Here’s what Donald Trump just tweeted about it: “Our United States team has arrived in North Korea to make arrangements for the Summit between Kim Jong Un and myself. I truly believe North Korea has brilliant potential and will be a great economic and financial Nation one day. Kim Jong Un agrees with me on this. It will happen!” So now Trump has been backed into such a sad and weak position, he’s left trying to convince us that a meeting he mistakenly canceled is still going to happen. His antics with Kim have failed, and we know it, and he knows that we know.
