This is the beautiful prayer

Washington. Shit. I'm still only in Washington. Every time I think I'm going to wake back up on the set of the

brass. When I was at Mar-a-Lago after the inauguration it was worse. I'd wake up in the morning and there'd

be nothing. I hardly said a word to my wife until I said yes to the divorce. When I was in DC I

wanted to be at Mar-a-Lago. When I was there I like to think I was getting back to Trump Tower and

going into Fox and Friends. Maybe Sean Hannity. I've been here three weeks now waiting for a mission

getting softer smaller. Every minute I stay in the Oval Office I get weaker and every time some

more on on Twitter calls me fuckface Von Clownstick he gets stronger. I call my own shots mostly on

the accumulation of data. Each time I watch fake news CNN the walls move in a little tighter.

Everyone gets everything he wants. I wanted a mission and for my sins they gave me one. Brought it up like

room service with a tucker ball. It was a real choice mission and when it was over I'd never want

another believe me.

This is intercepted.

I'm Jeremy Scayhill coming to you from the offices of the Intercept in New York City,

and this is episode three of Intercepted.

While we are not even a month into Donald Trump's reign, and we're getting reports that the

White House has become a strange dystopic land of empty corridors, scores of unfilled

positions in the West Wing and elsewhere, visitors wandering around after their meetings,

not able to find the exit.

When Trump is not lounging around in his bathrobe watching television, or on Twitter denouncing

the so-called federal judge who ruled against his not-Muslim ban, Muslim ban.

Trump has continued on a strangely schizophrenic policy agenda.

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