So who will cry for The Fourth Reich’s most-grasping, grifter Scott Pruitt? No one, it seems. Let’s meet Kristin Mink, our latest patriot-hero to confront a vile frontman for fascism as he dined with his security detail (whom, as you might surmise, did nothing, heh):
So nothing like exercising one’s First Amendment Rights, amiright?
What really astounds me, frankly, is that anyone recognizes this schlub. When you’ve gotten to the point where the average Jane in a diner can spot you, you are no longer an anonymous villain out to destroy the world. This is Bond Villain 101, Pruitt.
Be prepared for more, Scottie. Perhaps you should bring your Cone of Silence to the restaurants that will still have you.