Posted on 07/14/2024 4:26:20 PM PDT by Libloather
MILWAUKEE – The Secret Service will make no changes to security at the Republican National Convention in the aftermath of an assassination attempt against former President Donald Trump, the agency said Sunday.
“We are confident in the plans that we have and are moving forward with those plans,” Audrey Gibson-Cicchino, the Secret Service’s RNC convention coordinator, told reporters.
Trump, 78, will arrive in Milwaukee on Sunday ahead of the four-day convention during which he will be formally named the Republican nominee for president.
Earlier in the day, President Biden announced that he had directed the Secret Service Director Kimberly Cheatle to “review all security measures” for the GOP convention in light of the shooting at a Trump rally Saturday that left the former president bloodied, one rally-goer dead and two more injured.
“That security plan will remain in place,” Gibson-Cicchino said, referencing the current security footprint, which will allow armed protesters to enter a so-called “soft perimeter” near the convention site.
Closer to Fiserv Forum, where Trump and other GOP pols will address delegates, a “hard” perimeter has been set up by the Secret Service, restricting those parts of downtown Mikwaukee to only credentialed convention attendees.
RNC officials and the Secret Service have spent 18 months making security preparations for the thousands of delegates, politicians, press and protesters that have already descended on the Midwestern city for the conference, which starts on Monday.
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He went on TV several times to say he believed him and his wife's lives were in danger that night. Then on January 6th, he turned-tail, bought into the media's lies about what went on in the building, and changed his vote to accept Biden's fraudulent electors. Marsha Blackburn did the same thing. I have no respect for either of them.
Is it possible legally for Trump team to have their own security team? SS is with swamp and cannot be trusted
At least get rid of the laughable DEI female agents
“..Private contractor security. Take the feds out of it....”
^THIS^
They work for FJB and can no longer be trusted with anything or anyone.
Having 40 different law enforcement agencies all being Keystone Kops is VERY reassuring...
Well if it’s good enough for Audrey and Kimberly
bttt
-PJ
I would assign them to Nigel Farage. That way, they get to do their jobs. But he will tell them the truth.
Bingo.
“Sen. Rand Paul: I was ‘attacked by an angry mob’ following Republican National Convention”
He went on TV several times to say he believed him and his wife’s lives were in danger that night. Then on January 6th, he turned-tail, bought into the media’s lies about what went on in the building, and changed his vote to accept Biden’s fraudulent electors. Marsha Blackburn did the same thing. I have no respect for either of them.
Dinner at the White House - a parable
by Richard Gleaves
Once upon a time, I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President. I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics. There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a free country. There’s nothing that the government can do to me if I’ve broken no laws. My wealth was earned honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room. We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate, and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen.
“Sorry about that,” said the President. “Andrew is very hungry.”
“I don’t appreciate...” I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. “Of course,” I concluded, and reached for my glass. Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp.
“And his brother Eric is very thirsty.” said the President.
I didn’t say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I will play along. I don’t want to seem unkind.
My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite.
“Eric’s children are also quite hungry.”
With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me. I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room.
“And their grandmother can’t stand for long.”
I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken. I turned back to the President.
“Their grandfather doesn’t like the cold.”
I wanted to shout- that was my coat! But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport. I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled. Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table. I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home. Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn’t moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
“Andrew’s whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven’t planned for retirement, and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a subprime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do.”
My hands were shaking. I felt faint. I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor. The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
“By the way,” He added, “I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories. I’m firing you as head of your business. I’ll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind. There’s a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can’t come to you for jobs groveling like beggars.”
I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his creme brulee. He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair. He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss. I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle. Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
What had I done wrong?
As if answering the unspoken thought, the President suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.
“You should have stopped me at the dinner roll,” he said.
We’re not.
We have assigned out best Diversity Squad.
RNCQ+
I have no respect for either of them.
neither does the left but you’re not so obsessed over those feelings to go and do violence against them. That’s the difference.
As you were?
Oh really? No cause for alarm?
The head of the Secret Service needs to be fired immediately.
Janet Yellen won’t do it, though. But Biden could do it.
Get rid of the midgets surrounding Trump. The Secret Service should be able to form a full shield, like a Roman tortoise formation that covers the man from head to foot while he’s in a crouched position. It should be so tight that no one can see the man within. This was hardly the case with the short female agents who, on their tippy-toes, didn’t come up to his shoulders, and couldn’t protect him from a frontal head shot. I wouldn’t feel safe around them, or want to work alongside them, and I’m a female who worked 25 years in uniform myself.
It may be they do not want to broadcast what plans they have.
The secret Service is under the Treasury department....Janet Yellen.
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