"As Trump has sought to remake his public image from that of a skeptic of the pandemic’s danger to a savior forestalling catastrophe and protecting hundreds of thousands of people from a vicious contagion, he also has distorted the truth, making edits and creating illusions at many turns.
Trump’s machinations have a dogged showman’s quality, using his omnipresence at daily White House news conferences — which sometimes stretch two hours or more and are broadcast to millions — to try to erase memories from his two months of playing down the crisis. He sometimes scolds reporters who question his version of events.
The result is chaotic. Leaders from Maine to Oregon and from Dayton, Ohio, to Austin say their constituents are whipsawed by the contradictory messages emanating each day from the presidential lectern, which exacerbates efforts on the ground to enforce social distancing and mitigate the spread of the virus." -- The Washington Post's Phillip Rucker and Robert Costa in their article today.
As their article points out, cowardly Generalissimo Bone Spurs has cast himself as a "wartime President," meanwhile trying to shift blame to others for his deadly mistakes, and leading from behind by describing the Federal government as a "backup" to the states. Despicably, he's even accused the front-line soldiers -- the doctors and nurses -- of hoarding and stealing supplies and equipment provided by the Feds without any evidence. When he's begged by those soldiers to provide armor and ammunition for the fight, he ducks and points to the governors to supply aid, at the same time that his own FEMA is outbidding them for personal protective equipment and ventilators.
Generalissimo Bone Spurs has consistently painted a rosy picture of the battlefield situation, leading many of his troops among the Red Cap Cult to ignore public health warnings about social separation and staying at home (and out of churches and synagogues). Now, belatedly, they're taking limited public safety measures that are too little, too late.
There's blood of his soldiers on the Generalissimo's hands, not to mention that of civilians. November can't come too soon.
