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Nikki Haley Admits She Had No Idea What the UN Even Did When She Took the UN Ambassador Job

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Former South Carolina governor and current Republican presidential hopeful Nikki Haley is a strange one. At times she can seem even handed and maybe a little bipartisan. And then other times, she gripes about immigrants going by Americanized names instead of their real, foreign-sounding ones (like Nimarata Randhawa).

Mostly, however, Nikki is a Republican. And that means two things: All of her ideas are bad, and they all come from someone else. There are few better examples of bandwagoning than Nikki. Guess who had never gone to a Panthers game until Cam Newton started doing yogurt commercials.

So when she stood in front of a crowd and said, without a trace of irony, that she had no idea what her job in the Trump administration entailed, it should have been no surprise. After all, following in the footsteps of George W. Bush, Trump seemed to make it his primary aim to appoint people to positions they either knew nothing about or hated so much that they’d run them into the ground.

Take Betsy DeVos, for example. Chosen to head up public schools, she was forced to admit that neither she nor her children had ever even attended public schools. Rick Perry, as Energy Secretary, seemed to think he was put in charge of Red Bulls and light switches.

And when Nikki Haley was appoint to be Ambassador to the United Nations, she was likewise clueless. She said as much at a town hall-style meeting the other night:

And then I got the call to go to the United Nations. And my honest response was, ‘I don’t even know what the United Nations does. I just know everybody hates it.’

I have to say, I don’t hate it. In fact, the UN is pretty popular across nations in need. It was founded 79 years ago, so maybe if Nikki (and Betsy, for that matter) had attended high school in a normal place like the rest of us, she’d know exactly what they do there.

Andrew Simpson
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