This is the Trump Administration’s cultural moment in one photograph. Stunning.
Deliberate obfuscation of objective reality. That’s it in a nutshell.
God forbid anyone should see the truth. Literally.
The probability of hush money?
He was just doing his part against that well-known Enemy of the People, Fake News.
Clearly fake. All it takes is a photographer with two right hands.
Rule #1 of photography is “Don’t touch my lens!”
Christ, what an authoritarian asshole.
whoa whoa whoa. Don’t blame the whole state.
I desperately want this photo to go viral. It seems like the quintessence of the Traitor Trump administration: don’t believe the facts.
Gotta stop that fake news!
I’m pretty sure if LIFE magazine were still published, this would have made it into one of the hardbound collections.
The Newseum iin DC has a permanent showcase of winners:
http://www.newseum.org/exhibits/current/pulitzer-prize-photographs-gallery/
I’ve heard so much bullshit from the right about how people on the left are antifa and against free speech and yada yada yada. Here is a Trump person literally blocking a reporter from exercising freedom of the press. The hypocrisy seems endless.
Brain damage?
Maybe it was one of those HIPAA deals.
I’m surprised he’s not draped in a flag for extra irony
Or just wrap his hand around the volunteer’s side and give him a little tickle up and down his abdomen. Who cares about consent. When you’re famous they let you do it.
Or a little lower…?
(not truly advocating for that, but seems worth mentioning a quote that’s been attributed to a conservative democrat, Teddy Roosevelt, Richard Nixon and John Wayne)
A light knee or kick to the back of the bible thumper’s knee would take his mind off the camera pretty quickly as he went down like a rock. “Officer, he was trying to steal my camera!”
Actually, I do. I lived in Indiana, the home of the John Birch society, the KKK, and other assorted white folk who were racists from learning it on their Daddy’s knee as they grew up. My family moved there in 1964 and there was a large (billboard sized) sign on the town limits stating “All negroes will be out of town by sundown, by order of the Sheriff.” And it stayed up until 1968 (3 years after the Civil Rights Act was put into law) The first black family to live in that lovely town, had their house catch on fire mysteriously within a month of moving in.
Oh, I know Indiana quite well.
I will concede, not all, but a very large majority.