I Worked Hard to Get Top Secret Clearance. It’s Troubling That Jared Kushner Didn’t

“Seriously … SERIOUSLY,” I muttered as I stared at the words scrolling across my TV. I wiped mascara residue from my morning eyes, took a big gulp of a warm Diet Coke and read the scroll again: “Trump Ordered Kushner’s Security Clearance.” “You’ve. Got. To. Be. F’ing Kidding. Me,” I yelled at the TV, this time in my full outdoor voice.

“Seriously … SERIOUSLY,” I muttered as I stared at the words scrolling across my TV. I wiped mascara residue from my morning eyes, took a big gulp of a warm Diet Coke and read the scroll again: “Trump Ordered Kushner’s Security Clearance.” “You’ve. Got. To. Be. F’ing Kidding. Me,” I yelled at the TV, this time in my full outdoor voice.