She reasoned that Mr. Trump must have “more information than I do, and there’s other allies that we’re still trying to appease, to make it be more peaceful and hope for a better ending, and he doesn’t want to kill people.”
Gas prices hurt, she said, “but I’m willing to pay the price.”
“It’s hurting us, but it takes a president that’s going to have the guts to do that, even though it’s hurting him and his political party, because it’s the right thing to do,” said David Lachance, a 59-year-old retired cop from Myrtle Beach. “I think Trump wanted it over quick, but he’s going to do it the right way. And that’s what’s taking so long. People just got to hang in there, that’s all.”
Mr. Trump kept these people entertained on Friday. He said his wife doesn’t exactly love it when he dances to “the gay national anthem” that he’s chosen as his theme song, and they laughed. He pointed the finger at the news media in the room, and they hissed. He reminded people of the time Hillary Clinton said some of his supporters were deplorable, and they booed.
“Would anybody like to hear ‘The Snake’?” he asked. “Look, it’s a Friday night, we have plenty of time, right? What the hell do I have to do, go back, bomb Iran a little bit more?” He recited the anti-immigration poem he’s been telling for years with extra theatrical flair.
“I haven’t done that in a long time,” he said.
There will probably never come a day that Mr. Trump cannot make a convention center full of Republicans laugh, clap, dance or boo on command.
Can he still get them to vote?
“Good luck, Darline,” he said on the way out, and the Village People started blaring.
