I cannot believe this statement was written by someone in education. It is really poorly written and edited, with redundant words, a run-on sentence and poor punctuation. Just because all the words are spelled correctly doesn’t mean it is correct. Sorry for being a grammar snob but wow.

Chris Hayes had about 7 or 8 of these “I can’t read” teleprompter moments on his show Tuesday night. They were delightful.

Even if he is good at it - and like you I don’t know - Trump cannot be judged or evaluated in the conventional political sense because he is so entirely off the rails. Judging Trump’s ability to be presidential is like judging dogshit as a dessert. “Oh that spoonful didn’t make me throw up ... maybe it’s not so bad.”

Thinks going to expose me as an old, but I am almost positive that Harold Carmichael, Charlie Young and other Eagles receivers were doing a “dice roll” TD celebration in the early 1970s when Roman Gabriel was the quarterback.

No, it makes you unqualified to be a millennial.

The only double click Trump knows is the sound of the cartilage in his knees when he sits down to dump-tweet every morning.

I would just like to point out that Jezzy’s endless scroll took me into the Mnuchin story which leads with a pic of him holding up his hands. So apparently it’s an administration contest now.

This comment and pics made my fucking day. Thanks.

Wow great idea! Have the NCAA champs bring a ball and have the star of the team ask Trump if he can palm it. I’m 5-9 and can palm one with good seams. Trump is 6-3.

I can’t remember if it was Kurt Andersen or Graydon Carter, but it definitely began at Spy Magazine, not Vanity Fair. Your time frame is right on, however; it was the late 1980s.

I hate Trump with the fire of a thousand suns. I wish that he would just fall down and die. But this post is gratuitous and juvenile. Cmon, Jez, you’re better than this. Much better.

McMaster? The new hire to head the CDC?

Sounds like my Twitter “bio.”

It may have been better as “You can’t spell spineless without ESPN.”

The meerkat is not kidding. I had multiple places that did the same thing in my neighborhood in Brooklyn growing up (1970s).

Maybe if y0u just stopped there once a day to buy something you would find out what everyone else already knows: the people who own these stores like to make money, and return customers make them money, so they will make you feel welcome. That’s kind of how business worked before asshole tech bros decided to reinvent…

If that happens NYAG Schneiderman will come after him for unpardonable state offenses. What I would really like to see is him fall down a flight of stairs he fears so much.

Or a patchwork of some of her father’s old shirts.

Besides red meat, milkshakes, throat phlegm and abuse of prescription medication, what the fuck is that fat piece of shit an expert on?

Fucking Corey Lewandowski couldn’t have helped, either.