I used up my one free article for this one lol. Including some choice moments…
When an arborist named Christopher Tattersall walked out of his house in Glen Arm, Md., before sunrise on Wednesday, he had no idea he would soon be thrust into the most high-stakes moment of Donald Trump’s second presidency.
Mr. Tattersall is 40 years old. He’s got a wife who’s a flower farmer and a 3-year-old daughter and a small business taking down trees, which he started with nothing but a trailer about 10 years ago. He is also a “cat rescue specialist” who has rescued “close to 100 cats” from trees. He doesn’t know much about politics nor does he care to. He didn’t vote in last year’s election. He scheduled a vacation to Thailand that week and got away from all that noise. But, hell, he thought to himself, it’s the freaking White House! He agreed to help.
At 3 a.m. Wednesday, he jumped into his 2004 Ford F-550 pickup, got a coffee from 7-Eleven and drove down to Washington. By 7 a.m., he was on the South Lawn, helping set up a crane. A few hours into the job, the crew looked up and saw the president of the United States strolling toward them. A mob of shouting reporters and pushy cameramen trailed in his wake.
To the extent that such a thing exists, this was no ordinary day at the Trump White House. Over the course of the previous 24 hours, the president had been threatening to drop a 30,000-pound bomb on Iran’s most precious nuclear facility, buried deep in a mountainside. He’d made a series of menacing social media posts, telling everyone in the Iranian capital to “immediately evacuate” and musing about assassinating the supreme leader. Then he gathered with his advisers in the Situation Room. Mr. Trump’s political party erupted into full-on civil war as the capital convulsed with talk of regime change in Iran.
And then suddenly, there was Mr. Trump, on the lawn and ready to talk. He approached Mr. Tattersall and the rest of the guys, shook their hands, turned around and began to hold forth about striking Iran. “I may do it,” he said. “I may not do it. I mean, nobody knows what I’m going to do.”
At one point, Mr. Trump went on an extended tear about Jerome H. Powell, the chair of the Federal Reserve. “I had no clue who he was talking about,” Mr. Tattersall said. “I was basically just there as a fly on the wall, waiting for him to wrap it up and then we could get back to work.”