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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsYou have a guide on how to act tRump
Unfortunately, you will still fuck it up.
http://addictinginfo.com/2015/12/14/these-moments-obama-secretly-shared-with-sandy-hook-families-will-break-your-heart/
The president took a deep breath and steeled himself, and went into the first classroom. And what happened next Ill never forget.
Person after person received an engulfing hug from our commander in chief. Hed say, Tell me about your son. . . . Tell me about your daughter, and then hold pictures of the lost beloved as their parents described favorite foods, television shows, and the sound of their laughter. For the younger siblings of those who had passed awaymany of them two, three, or four years old, too young to understand it allthe president would grab them and toss them, laughing, up into the air, and then hand them a box of White House M&Ms, which were always kept close at hand. In each room, I saw his eyes water, but he did not break.
And then the entire scene would repeatfor hours. Over and over and over again, through well over a hundred relatives of the fallen, each one equally broken, wrecked by the loss. After each classroom, we would go back into those fluorescent hallways and walk through the names of the coming families, and then the president would dive back in, like a soldier returning to a tour of duty in a worthy but wearing war. We spent what felt like a lifetime in those classrooms, and every single person received the same tender treatment. The same hugs. The same looks, directly in their eyes. The same sincere offer of support and prayer.
Person after person received an engulfing hug from our commander in chief. Hed say, Tell me about your son. . . . Tell me about your daughter, and then hold pictures of the lost beloved as their parents described favorite foods, television shows, and the sound of their laughter. For the younger siblings of those who had passed awaymany of them two, three, or four years old, too young to understand it allthe president would grab them and toss them, laughing, up into the air, and then hand them a box of White House M&Ms, which were always kept close at hand. In each room, I saw his eyes water, but he did not break.
And then the entire scene would repeatfor hours. Over and over and over again, through well over a hundred relatives of the fallen, each one equally broken, wrecked by the loss. After each classroom, we would go back into those fluorescent hallways and walk through the names of the coming families, and then the president would dive back in, like a soldier returning to a tour of duty in a worthy but wearing war. We spent what felt like a lifetime in those classrooms, and every single person received the same tender treatment. The same hugs. The same looks, directly in their eyes. The same sincere offer of support and prayer.
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You have a guide on how to act tRump (Original Post)
rufus dog
Oct 2017
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bluecollar2
(3,622 posts)1. kick...n/t
Doreen
(11,686 posts)2. I would rather snuggle with a cobra than shake trumps hand.
If there is a hug involved please throw me into a pit of vipers and razor blades.
yuiyoshida
(41,867 posts)3. What was it he said?
"Warm Condolences? "
Sounds like something you would call a left over sandwich, half eaten from the microwave.