This is an old photo. That poor kid probably died on a Ukrainian battlefield by now. Oh, and fuck Putin.

He's not French. He's Polish.

What transparency? All I saw was a bunch of groveling cowards kissing Piggo's copious hindquarters. One "cabinet secretary" actually mentioned his "Big Beautiful Face." Another sycophant went on about how he should get the Nobel. Maybe the Nobel Piece of Shit Prize.

His work is narcissistic and his humor is dated. Everybody talks like they're Woody Allen in 1975 Manhattan. He no longer has the same stature in the US and likely much of Europe, so he goes where hopes he will be lauded as a cinematic genius. It's all about his ego.

And if you hug and kiss it you're just a run-of-the-mill pervert.

I like him. Smart, down to earth, tough, and a realist.

And we think foreign intelligence services are going to share information with this confederacy of dunces?

And we think this twerp cares about doing the right thing for his country because?

What a great opportunity for Marjorie Taylor Green!
(Yes, that was sarcasm.)

My feelings as well.