So I did finally figure out what a Tweet is. I asked an assistant to “show me The Donald’s latest Tweet” loudly and forcefully as if I knew what the hell I was talking about. And – they showed me his Twitter account – which was, on the surface, pretty interesting.
Then, we spent some time looking at our Twitter account, well – MY Twitter account, which I have never seen before. My aides are “Tweeting” for me. All good, and very spot on – cross promotions pretending we care about the Olympics (because we are spending a ton of cash advertising during the broadcast) “Tweeting” Congrats to all Gold medal winners and very positive stuff. Good stuff. And, great photos.
Then, I get called into a meeting for a “sit-down” again about “the rules.” Very boring stuff – a reminder that there is no more calling people retards (even if they are), no swearing (tough) because it may cause me to swear in public, and NO MORE EMAILS. Our emails are very likely to be hacked. Extremely likely. And, even if not hacked, the idiots working for me have PASSWORD as their actual password. So, it doesn’t take a brain surgeon to get into our system. (I just changed my password, too — from Hillary2016 to BILLlovesBOOBS – much more secure).
More later.