By John
Prager
The Trump
administration leaks more than a colander, and Sarah Huckabee Sanders decided
to put a stop to it once and for all after a staffer leaked a nasty
“joke” communications staffer Kelly Sadler told a nasty joke about
“dying” John McCain’s brain tumor.
Axios reports that
Sanders rounded up her team of imbeciles, racists, idiots, stupid people,
bigots, Nazis, and other assorted deplorables to scream about the “selfish”
leak of Sadler’s remarks.
Sanders said Sadler’s
“joke” was inappropriate, but that there was no justification for leaking it to
the press, whining that it ruined what she delusionally called a great day for
the White House after Trump’s photo-op with the returned North Korean hostages.
“It doesn’t matter,
he’s dying anyway,” Sadler had said of McCain’s decision to oppose Trump’s
nomination of notorious torture advocate Gina Haspel to head the CIA.
Kelly Riddell Sadler on John McCain's opposition to torture: "It doesn't matter. He's dying anyway." |
“Sarah cares so much
about the team, the cause, this country and this President. Sarah did
absolutely the right thing in condemning the remark but also condemning the
selfish action,” another source said.
But someone did condone the remark.
“You can put this on
the record… I stand with Kelly Sadler,” strategic communications director
Mercedes Schlapp reportedly said during the meeting.
“I am sure this
conversation is going to leak, too. And that’s just disgusting,” Sanders told
her team of morons on Friday.
And she was right.
This account was
confirmed by no fewer than five people in the room.
It’s gotten to the point that Sanders’ crew don’t feel they can trust each other and are forced to clam up for fear of their horrific remarks being made public.
It’s gotten to the point that Sanders’ crew don’t feel they can trust each other and are forced to clam up for fear of their horrific remarks being made public.
Author John
Prager is an
unfortunate Liberal soul who lives uncomfortably in the middle of a
Conservative hellscape. Prager spends much of his time poking Trump's
meth-addled, uneducated fans with a pointy stick and is currently writing a
book of muskrat recipes (not really) as well as putting together a scrapbook of
his favorite death threats. His life's aspiration is to rule the world with an
iron fist, or find that sock he's been looking for. Feel free to email him at notjohnprager@gmail.com if you have any questions or comments -- or drop him a
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