It’s yet another way in which he’s intellectually superior to the man he won’t be succeeding.
You know, see if it makes a difference.
After that and President Trump’s triumphant reelection, JP’s leaving his clients and the rest of us and hightailing it to Puerto Rico.
If that doesn’t sound like news, that’s because it isn’t.
But only if the job includes overseeing the president’s diet, exercise routine.
Don’t worry: He’ll do it quietly enough not to wake Wilbur.
The Citadel chief is an admirer and defender.
The Enlightened among us will simply have to take account of the proles and their “choices.”
And not just because Trump has no idea where the White House Library is.
Still, Natalie Mayflower Sours Edwards’ incompetence must make Steve Mnuchin proud.
But in, like, a good way, I guess?
The IMF chief is still waiting for the swamp to turn the president into a free trader.
Ladies and gentleman, Hank Paulson!
Sorry, Jay: Like a smooth way to unwind the Fed’s balance sheet, it doesn’t exist.
Trumpian browbeating only goes so far when the rats are abandoning the ship at this rate.