One Dead American every 37 seconds.
And President Stoopid can't talk about anything but what a great job he's doing, and "we're gonna open the place up again bigger and stronger than ever...you'll see...it's gonna be tremendous..."
Smoke and mirrors. Happy talk and bullshit. Bluff and bluster.
There's no consistency. No national plan. No national policy. No leadership from Washington.
And the Shitty Thing du Jour: We have a guy named Rick Bright who's one of the best vaccine guys in the world. He was in position to be of great help with this thing, but he "made the mistake" of saying publicly that 45*'s bullshit claims about hydroxychloroquine were not backed up by evidence. Dr Bright has been removed from his post and demoted to some other slot.
So, during the stretch run in the 1969 MLB season, this stoopid fuck decides to send Tom Seaver down to the farm club. Un-fucking-believable.
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