Just when you thought it couldn’t get any crazier than President Trump firing FBI director James Comey, The Washington Post said, “Wait — hold Trump’s beer.” The newspaper reported that #45 divulged highly classified information — like, even more classified than John Podesta’s creamy risotto recipe — to the Russian foreign minister and ambassador in a White House meeting last week. U.S. officials said Trump’s disclosures, which were provided by a U.S. ally, jeopardized a critical source of intelligence on the Islamic State.
Yeah, as it so happens, the partner had not given the United States permission to share the material with Russia, so after the meeting, senior White House officials did some major damage control, placing calls to the CIA and the National Security Agency and probably searching for “muzzles” on Amazon Prime.
In fact, Trump “revealed more information to the Russian ambassador than we have shared with our own allies,” according to an official close to the matter.
Does this really surprise anybody? The man can’t even stop himself from admitting that he’d like to date his daughter. He’s the last person you would tell if you had a crush on the cute boy in Econ class and didn’t want anybody to know because he’s the kind of guy who’d go straight to the cute boy in Econ class and tell him, then brag that he told him. And now this man HAS THE NUCLEAR CODES and we expect him to suddenly use discretion? LOL.
Well, in response to this not-entirely-surprising-yet-damaging news, Trump’s national security adviser, H.R. McMaster, scrambled to give a quick non-denial denial at an emergency press conference, then left in a manner similar to this:
As the story continues to develop, here is a live feed of the White House lawn: