But with four more years, he’ll finally be able to reveal his new health plan he’s been promising to release in two weeks for the last four years. Wear a red hat with a really tight hat band for a few hours and that makes sense.
The Trump family’s private concern about Trump’s behavior could raise questions about his fitness for office.
Ya think??
Also from that article:
There is a long history in the Trump family of denying serious illness. According to a Trump family friend, Trump’s father, Fred Trump Sr., insisted on working even after his Alzheimer’s disease advanced in the 1990s. “To retire is to expire!” Fred Sr. would say. The friend said that as Fred Sr.’s disease worsened––he once came down the stairs wearing three neckties––the family created a system so that Fred could think he was still running the Trump Organization. Every day Fred Sr. would go to the office in Brooklyn and they would give him blank papers to sort through and sign. The phone on Fred’s desk was set up so that it could only dial out to his secretary. “Fred pretended to work,” the family friend said.
“One area where the family seems united is over the president’s manic tweeting early Monday morning. After Trump sent out more than a dozen all-caps tweets, the Trump children told people they want Trump to stop. “They’re all worried. They’ve tried to get him to stop tweeting,” a source close to the family told me.”
For anyone who thought he might start preaching safe & sensible precautions now, this tweet from less than an hour ago:
I will be leaving the great Walter Reed Medical Center today at 6:30 P.M. Feeling really good! Don’t be afraid of Covid. Don’t let it dominate your life. We have developed, under the Trump Administration, some really great drugs & knowledge. I feel better than I did 20 years ago!
I can’t find a clip, but I’m thinking of a scene from Morituri.
During WWII a German freighter is trying to smuggle strategic goods. A saboteur blows large holes into it and it starts to sink. The First Mate, who’s been a real prick throughout the film, is climbing down a rope over the side when another explosion makes him bang his head and, dazed, he falls into the sea.
Three members of the black gang hate his guts and are in a life raft. One of them reaches for him saying, “Come on! You can make it!” while the other two are slowly paddling the raft further out of his reach until he goes under.
Made quite an impression on me when I saw it at age 15.
Not that Trump or his administration necessarily had anything to do with it, but he could be talking about the monoclonal antibodies cocktail like the one being developed by Regeneron. They didn’t start working on the version targeted against COVID-19 until this past January.
I discussed it here:
Trump taking credit for this drug is like an arsonist praising the response of the fire department when they rescue his sorry ass.
Man, that’s not just rage tweeting, that’s roid rage tweeting. What’s the over/under on when he crashes and burns? Before they’re hauling his bloated butt back to Walter Reed? I saw a couple of videos of him standing maskless on the White House portico grimacing and gasping, gulping air
Hey, I was checking the trump twitler feed just now because I have a problem that also causes me to look when I drive past multi-vehicle wrecks, and there was a recent post (yesterday) that Twitter straight-up blocked. In the past they’ve hidden trump’s more outlandish and mendacious tweets and blocked comments, but you could still click to read them. But this one said: