Trump may be the president, but he can't be the president.
The man's still stuck in a reverie of the good ol' days of his campaign, and there aren't two fingers to snap him awake. He'll continue to rant and rave about his issues with other people, not to mention the media. "Their priorities are not my priorities, and not your priorities," he tells a Harrisburg, Pennsylvania crowd. Instead of entertaining the White House Corresponents' Association, he was found amping up familiar faces among his familiar stomping ground: the stage. His important position is the perfect bully pulpit to talk out his anxieties. He's worried about news organizations and their evil plans, but are outlets like The New York Times, The Huffington Post, and Rolling Stone out to get him?
The magazines are just there to do their jobs. They're reporting news with unique twists, and everyone else's digesting their products, including Trump. However, they're also providing the facts along with their opinions. Trump's just blowing hot air. He's trying to force Mexicans to pay for a wall that would only hurt them and their families, hoping to defund Planned Parenthood regardless of the cost, and dealing with American foe Vladimir Putin. However, he's known for his predatory advances, body shaming, and white supremacy, also.
If I was Trump, I'd probably accuse the media, too. After all, the media shines a light on Trump's good, bad, and ugly. So why would he not condemn the editorial writers, columnists, talkshow hosts, and news anchors? They get the blame, and he gets the fame. His plan's working thus far. "If the media's job is to be honest and tell the truth, the media deserves a very, very big fat failing grade," he says to his PA rally. He's met with an equal amount of enthusiasm. The crowd continues to go wild: hip, hip, hooray.