Mr. Devinney simply shrugged and said, “He’s sleeping.”
Hill said she would vote for Trump “100 percent, 1,000 percent.” She acknowledged Biden voted “in good faith,” but said, “He’s a cliché, a puppet, he does what he’s told, and I don’t think he’s man enough to run this country.”
Masculinity is the UFC brand and so much more.
It was a bloody, savage, powerful and violent spectacle: two boxers, one from California named Kevin Holland and one from Poland named Michal Oleksiejczuk, punched each other to pieces, inches from Trump’s face. The former president watched with interest as the American boxer wrestled the Pole to the ground, grabbed his right arm and tried to rip it out of joint. (In his post-fight commentary, White called the moment “quite beautiful.” “At the very least, the arm is clearly dislocated and probably broken,” he said.)
Following her victory, Holland emerged from the octagon, walked over to Trump, bent down to shake his hand, then leaned in to hear what the former president had to say and placed her left hand on his right shoulder.
The moment was beamed onto a giant video screen above the ring, and the crowd erupted in cheers.
Krieg lights were pointed at Trump and his entourage, while the sound system boosted the thumping bass that accompanied the White Stripes’ Revenge riff.
I’m going to fight them.
The armies of seven nations could not stop me.
They’re going to rip it off.
They’re stealing my time without me knowing.
Trump stood and turned to the crowd, pumping his fist.
The arena responded with “USA! USA! USA!”
