Newsweek's newest cover may look like a fake cover meant to poke fun at Donald Trump, but we assure you it's very real. Apparently, we aren't the only ones who were surprised by the brazen artwork.
The magazine dubs Trump "Lazy Boy" and the art shows him seated in a recliner with a lap full of Cheetos. His phone rests on his thigh, lit up as if he were in the middle of using it. Trump is depicted holding a remote control and a can of Diet Coke, with a McDonald's bag tucked under his elbow. Trash can be seen in the lower right. Written at Donald's feet is the following:
Newsweek has no more damns left to give about trump. 😂😂😂— Tall Black Girl (@TallGirl6262) August 4, 2017
He will attack them and call them a failed magazine in 5...4...3...2....— Trina🌺 (@RedVinoPlease) August 4, 2017
Newsweek's ribbing didn't stop at the cover itself. They shared a tweet promoting the cover story - a tweet in which they referred to Trump as "America's boy king."
I like it but I hope it doesn't goad 45 into actually attempting to do something.— GinaMH (@gmhtalk1) August 4, 2017
Of course, lots of people were displeased with the cover.
People have predicted that Trump will call Newsweek "fake news" when he sees the cover (he's on vacation right now) but they don't have to wait that long.
This is legit? Ok, so 45 disgusts me in EVERY possible way...I wonder if this helps or hurts us as a nation. We're already a laughing stock— ChiTownTweeter (@jbe054) August 4, 2017
One day, I hope to attain such levels of savagery. Until then, I remain but a student on a journey.— Internet Dad 📎 (@sordideuphemism) August 4, 2017
Growing up as a Muslim-Albanian family with very patriarchal ideas on the way a family is supposed to operate, my idea of what a father should be was a very "man's man" one.
He brings home the bacon, laughs maybe five times a year, and was really into Clint Eastwood and Martin Scorcese movies. Oh, and a Marlboro Red had to be perpetually hanging out the side of his mouth.
Fast forward years later and here I am, dadding it up, and I'm not that, like, at all. The manliest thing I probably do is hit the gym, bro, and not shave my chest hair. Other than that though, I'm nothing like the former generation of "guy's guys" that raised me. Which I'm totally cool with, because I'm already learning special hair braids to try out on my daughter once she gets older. Because her old man might be a North Jersey meathead, but he's going to be a meathead who doesn't mind having tea parties and getting his nails painted with his little girl.