For the donors at Bedminster in NJ, the ones Trump came to collect from after he knew Hope Hicks was sick and he himself had been exposed.
They can say:
I raised a quarter million dollars for Donald Trump and all I got was this lousy Coronavirus infection.
I am not a doctor. But I can put two and two together. No tweets, missed the noon call. Now Trump has left the White House, which totally has state of the art medical facilities, to go to Walter Reed Hospital, where he’s expected to stay several days. They were in such a hurry they took Marine One. Now they’ve given him experimental drugs that haven’t passed human trials yet.
I may be wrong, but add all that up together — including that he’s been symptomatic since at least the fundraiser at his club in New Jersey — and it’s not hard to conclude that even if he’s not yet explicitly dying, Donald Trump is in a bad way.
Couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy, if you ask me. Let’s see who he takes with him. I hear the Senate Judiciary Committee’s freaking out because they might all have it, too.
Says at least one if the fires turning the West into a Blade-Runnerish hellscape right now was set by Boogs or some other militious bastards so they could blame it on antifa.
Hell, make it two hundred.