Country music singer Lee Greenwood, who composed "God Bless the USA," celebrated a milestone the other day. Greenwood turned 75, and President Trump tried to join in the birthday wishes on Twitter.
President Trump took time out of his busy day to send birthday wishes to one of the handful of musicians who agreed to perform at his inauguration. What a lovely gesture.
It turns out @leegreenwood83 is a New York-based lawyer who prefers anti-Trump demonstrations to inaugurations. Awkward.
Earlier this morning, President @realDonaldTrump wished @leegreenwood83 a happy birthday. The singer turns 75 today! pic.twitter.com/mqDoqWALsT
— Fox News (@FoxNews) October 27, 2017
It's almost as if they don't care about those pesky facts.
Trump thanked Singer Lee Greenwood (God Bless The USA) today on Twitter, except it was the wrong "Lee Greenwood" The "Lee Greenwood" he actually thanked is an attorney who marched in the Anti-Muslim Ban Parade.— Cofefe King of Shade (@PromoteMyCause) October 27, 2017
Mr Trump is intelligent and is a graduate of the Ivy League. pic.twitter.com/OAQ3ggAjBH
Let me check my official scheduled birthday ! LMFAO— Sanz Bhardwaj (@sanz_bhardwaj) October 28, 2017
Okay, so Ivy League MENSA super ultra uber genius Donald Trump Tweets to the wrong Lee Greenwood.— A Light in the Dark (@CagedTigersRMad) October 27, 2017
Just imagine if we had elected a dumbass.
Ahahahaha, no wonder we're all afraid he'll push the wrong button. Have we ever suffered such an inept administration? Frightening— MissBHO (@havely47) October 27, 2017
Lee the lawyer had an exciting day, and Lee the singer still got his birthday wishes.
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.