Cornered

While many of us are starting to feel cornered or trapped in our homes, the one person who has literally painted himself into a corner is Trump. 

His daily Shitshow is a tiger he has mounted and doesn't know how to dismount. Early on, he saw that Pence was getting too much pub as the leader of the so-called task force, so he stepped in, all red-tied and blue-suited, to hog the spotlight.

Trouble is, this is an unrelenting spotlight that shines beneath the ManTan to expose a total, flaming asshole who is lying while folks are dying. And lying and lying, day after day, week after week. 

This media master, for instance, missed a big chance to score some publicity points with the whole scenario about wearing masks. He right away said he wasn't going to do it, fuck the CIC, because how could he entertain foreign heads of states – including “dictators” (he actually said that) – if he was wearing a mask?

First, there aren't going to be any heads of state visiting during the pandemic. Second, if there were, what would be a better PR move than to have a masked Trump insist these people wear masks, too? Including the dictators.

That would never happen, of course, so what we have now is Trump shuffling out every day to read in a monotone the list of the millions of phantom protection devices that his administration is miraculously dispatching all over the country in a swirl of magic thinking and dreaming. 

Sounds good, except for the endless clips of Andrew Cuomo, Bill DeBlasio, and other true leaders actually begging for protection as the body count around the country rises, especially in New York where there is a shortage of everything, including body bags.

This master of communications reached way back and trotted out the last person America should have any confidence in – Jared “The Kid” Kushner -- to muddy the waters so thoroughly that we will never again see the bottom of the pond. This little candy-faced twit would make a locomotive take a dirt road. 

Still, defending this imbecile gave Trump a chance to do what has become de rigueur for these briefings – slander and vilify any woman – especially any woman of color or Asian background as “nasty” or asking questions for which they should “ashamed.” 

(Let me descend into a bit of my own magical thinking: wouldn't it be wonderful beyond description if the next time Trump insults any woman – or anyone for that matter – that the assembled press corps would simply, silently stand up and leave the room and Trump at the lecternwith his thumb up his fat ass.)

Donald Trump yammers and yammers about how nobody saw this coming, but now that the heat is being turned up in his sad kitchen, he is yammering now about how the governors should have seen this coming and stockpiled the requisite life-saving equipment. Only Trump in his fevered mind can have it both ways.

So he will continue to drag himself to the podium and spout unbelievable lies while the body count inexorably rises. At some point, perhaps, seeing that this is a total one-way street that is influencing the millions of so-called “independents,” he will give up that spit-stained podium with the excuse that he is simply so busy controlling things that he hasn't time to spare for briefings. 

And then, stunner or stunners, he will announce that “my baby doll” Ivanka will be taking over the briefings. And out she will come, wearing a designer red-white-and-blue mask (available though the White House website at only $24.95).

God help us because the Trumps can't.