This is really odd. The leader of France is trying to leave the United Nations and is blocked by the Presidential motorcade.
Macron and his entourage choose to walk for thirty minutes to reach the French Embassy.
Now I’m curious how limousine traffic is handled after a diplomatic conference. All the world leaders want to get back to their hotel or embassy.
A head of state was inconvenienced? OK.
Never mind that we paralyze entire cities and impose onerous restrictions on the national air traffic system every time a president goes out for a bagel. Is this really necessary?
The difference in security is interesting. The French President felt comfortable walking a few blocks. He probably had bodyguards but it was nothing like Secret Service security.
The President’s car requires a motorcade and all traffic is halted along the route.
There was an incident last week with a Spirit Airlines. They were 8 miles away from Air Force One and got warned off by air controllers. That’s one big security buffer.
That’s easy to explain. In NYC, Emmanuel Macron is just some bloke.
The fact that Macron was willing to walk a few blocks make him more of a New Yorker than Trump ever was.
What requires a long motorcade and a lot of inconvenience to everyone else is Dear Leader’s need to compensate for his insecurities. The President’s car doesn’t care.
Best kind of security, really.
Also, nice style, taking advantage of the walk to get on the phone to Donald. “As one does.”
Trump being insecure has little or nothing to do with it. U.S. presidential motorcades, particularly in large cities, have been large and inconvenient to locals for years, including when the president has been a Democrat.
Of course, but I’ll bet Trump’s are the biggest and the longest and the most inconvenient to everyone else.
Well said.
Flying with Spirit is an incident in itself.
Bigly said. Really.
Yep. Motorcades cause disruption. So do stupid parades. House movers. Wrecks. Spills. Protesters. Trees downed. I once was stopped 45 minutes because someone’s cattle got out and were bunched up in a pile on the road. Would not move. The car ahead of me called the sheriffs office. They could do nothing. The owner and his sons had to be dragged outta bed. They got horses and rounded them up.
They were moving the giant arms of a windmill. That closed the road a couple hours. I didn’t witness it but it was in the paper.
Oh and a fertilizer truck blew up on the little state highway and it left a great crater. They had that fixed with-in a day. I was suitably impressed.
No French presidents tho’ 