He’s like a therapist to me sometimes as well

There’s a lot to hate about Meghan McCain’s take on her father’s recent barbecue, even if you can get past the overly cozy relationship between candidate and press. There’s the insistence on referring to the house as a “cabin.” There’s the melanoma ravaged presumptive Republican nominee openly daring the sun. But mostly there’s the telling fact that the only examples she could come up with of friends she was excited to have at the party also happened to be employees.