The movie portrays Kerry as a clueless and oddly endearing popinjay who lurches from photo-op to photo-op, shaking hands with one international grifter after another, getting his pocket picked all the while.
Kerry's utter confusion that the Russians screwed him over in a failed 2016 Syria ceasefire agreement is damning.
I had utter contempt for Kerry, noting "John Kerry's impressive stumbling around the world stage[.]"
The Russians loved him of course:
When Russian Foreign Minister Lavrov is smiling this broadly, you can be sure that he's taken Kerry's lunch money and given our top diplomat a wedgie[.]
Worst secretary of state ever.
Collusion with the Russians is far more dangerous when combined with delusions of Russian good will and of your own diplomatic skills.
I remain grateful that Kerry was only secretary of state and was denied the White House in 2004.
