Trump was a great athlete in college.
But when the draft came for the Vietnam War he suddenly developed heel spurs, so he was not drafted.
Those heel spurs miraculously disappeared after the war so he could boogie on down in Studio 54 and experience the delights of Roy Cohn's cocaine parties that Cohn hosted in the basement.
And after God knows how many tweets begging Obama not to wade into the Syrian swamp, at the first opportunity he got Trump waded into the Syrian swamp, bombed what appears to be a crucial air base in the fight against the Jihadis, and killed several civilians in the process.
Just let that sink in.
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