During President Trump’s
speech at the 2018 National Rifle Association’s Annual Convention Friday, he made
fun of former Secretary of State John Kerry for crashing his bicycle in 2015
and breaking his leg.
"John Kerry — not
the best negotiator we've ever seen. He never walked away from the [negotiating]
table except to be in that bicycle race where he fell and broke his leg. That
was the only time. I said, 'Don't tell him you broke your leg. Just stay
inside. Say you don't want to negotiate. You'll make a much better deal.’ But
he broke it and I learned from that — at 73 years old, you never go into a
bicycle race. You just don't do that. I'm not 73, he was, OK.”
The President once
again ripped the Iran deal saying, "We signed that horrible deal. They're
marching in the streets saying, 'Death to America.' Who signs a deal when they
are marching saying, 'Death to America?'" he asked.
The President, at least
according to my memory, has rarely mocked “Swift Boat Lurch”. What was the impetus for taking a jab on this
day?
According to a published
report by The
Boston Globe, Kerry met with Iranian Foreign Minister Javad Zarif two weeks
ago in New York. It was the second time in about two months that the two had
met to strategize over salvaging a deal they spent years negotiating during the
Obama Administration.
Kerry also met last
month with German President Frank-Walter Steinmeier and French President
Emmanuel Macron in both Paris and New York.
Kerry is determined to preserve the fiction that Iran can be trusted and
is actively seeking to undermine destroy the Trump Administration and
its policies by meeting with the enemies of America.
Kerry is the only known
“Swift Boater” to receive the Purple Heart for a
self-inflicted wound.
John Kerry Tries To Save Iran Deal After Daughter Married Iranian National; Best Man Was Son Of Iran’s Minister of Foreign Affairs https://t.co/H3ouyzWnLJ— Thomas Paine (@Thomas1774Paine) May 4, 2018
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