This is one of those "omg crazy" stories that could have happened under Bush - weird but more individual-conduct shenanigans, like pretzels or hot mics. Not on a patch with disintegration of the republic.
Apparently yesterday Scaramucci enthusiastically talked up Trump's sporting prowess. I think Spicer was a false start and he's truly found his Mohammed Saeed al-Sahhaf.
I assume Scaramucci isn't criticizing your hair and make-up person?
I agree with 1.1 - it's cracking me up, but it's nonspecific to the Trump admin.
God help me, I just read a beltway publication story about how the WH staff has developed specific emojis to denote specific senior staff guys in text messages. That's enough procrastination!
5: Element of steganography / CYA if the texts get out?
It must be a weird place to work. I've worked with shitheads before, but not often. I can't imagine the stress of being a lower-level person working in a place where not only are all the higher ups obvious shitheads, but also shitheads with no redeeming or offsetting traits.
I think the most striking thing about the fridge anecdote is how it makes Spicer seem totally pathetic but not the least bit sympathetic. (I said this on FB and it attracted a bunch of right-wing trolls, which hardly ever happens on my posts. Not sure what's up with that.)
There's a whole prior thread about that.
If there was a thread I missed it, but is the explanation that a friend in common with wingnuts liked or commented which put this on their feeds? (There should be a word for that. Wingnode?)
The obscure novel by Prince Valter Scottkov.
The chief of staff is represented by a reindeer, because some people call him prancer. That sounds like totally fake news doesn't it?
14: Alternatively a reference to the first four letters of his first name.
11: It must be something like that, but I haven't been able to figure out who the intermediary would have been.
Now Sessions and Tillerson appear to be in a stare-off to find which can hold out the longest under sustained public humiliation by their boss - in exchange, of course, for vast practical power for their own respective graspings.
The Republican Party never read Faust. I mean, I haven't either, but I know the gist of it.