Corruption

Trump said that he knew, and didn't know, on the very same day. But, you see, that's not a contradiction to the President. You must be saying to yourself: "Of course it's a lie. Both stories can't be true." Right? Wrong! Not to Donald Trump!

Trump is a snake oil salesman at heart. He says that any potion that he cooks up is as good, or actually infinitely better, than any other. Why? Because of his superior magic!

Dr. Lee makes sense of Trump's pathology. She defines him medically, and so well that we begin to feel that there may be a solution, an antidote, to Trump and Trumpism. They are diseases. They have causes. And terrible consequences. Like the virus, if we don't stop them, and put an end to them, they may put an end to us.

Donald's "perfect" performance in the Response was so "Godfather-ish." He thought of the news of a potential pandemic as made to order - a godsend.

If Donald Trump’s “Churchill moment” came down to a single instance when he was asked, “What do you say to Americans who are watching you right now who are scared?" So what did he say? “I say that you are a terrible reporter, that’s what I say. It’s a very nasty question."

Trump sees the protection of Americans from a pandemic as "a worse choice" than having a weakened economy that denies him re-election. So he is bravely winding up for a pitch to demand that "nature be allowed to run its course" in the killing of 11 million Americans by COVIC-19.

Donald Trump is willing to destroy lives, and allow who knows how many unnecessary deaths, because to tell the truth, would end his presidency and destroy his chances for re-election.

First, Republicans told us that, "Truth isn't truth." Then, the most remorseless liar that I've ever seen informed us further that, "There's no such thing as truth." Now, Mr. Santorum would have us believe that, "Truth is irrelevant."

When Will The FBI, Or William Barr, Make It's Move To Subvert Trump's Impeachment Trial? Today?

Why do Republicans appear to be playing an all-in, "Doomsday" game. Is there no tomorrow, Mitch?