Tell the Trump administration that we’re not unreliable in a time of crisis. That we’ve got their back 100 percent if they go to war. That they can consider our domestic markets their domestic markets.
If the prospect of winning the discredited bauble encourages them, so much the better. If not, giving the unlikely pair the Nobel peace prize can’t hurt. After all, both would slip easily into the cloaks of hypocrisy worn so well by many previous honorees.
Clearly, the White House is wrong to stick to its demand for the 'complete, verifiable, irreversible denuclearization' of North Korea.
'[W]e can do no more than plead with the U.S. military because Japan does not hold the power to enforce measures such as investigations or flight suspensions.'
At some point, Trump will cease bathing. He will stay in bed all day in a locked room yelling at the TV and tweeting. The White House is a bunker now. The rest of us should be grateful to Twitter for providing an alert system for this man’s gradual collapse.
The parsimonious explanation, of course, is that Trump’s mine-is-bigger tweet is nothing more than another expression of his own juvenile tendency toward one-upsmanship.