Is this all I get for selling my soul? |
I read with great
amusement the story told at The
Weekly Standard by John McCormack who was minding his own business at
the Starbuck’s inside the Westin Hotel only to overhear a conversation with
Trump’s campaign manager Paul Manafort about his VP pick.
I remember last March when poor “Kiwi Chris” fell into a kind of “cupcake trance” as he stood behind Trump at a rally in Florida. From that point forward Christie was mercilessly mocked as “Shinebox”.
Chris Christie is awkwardly adapting to a new role: Donald Trump’s Yes Man https://t.co/CckEAwx8t6 pic.twitter.com/EMcytbI23P— The New York Times (@nytimes) March 2, 2016
Chris "Shinebox" Christie looks like he's reading a hostage statement.— jon gabriel (@exjon) March 2, 2016
Doesn't Gov Christie kind of look like Stains the #cupcake dog? Aa! pic.twitter.com/iep6bomXds— Alex Almendrades (@alexalmendrades) March 2, 2016
Christie
has made no secret that he was disappointed he wasn't chosen to be Trump's
running mate. "[I] don't like coming in second. Ever." But the
conversation overheard suggests Christie's feelings were far more intense than
mere disappointment.
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