You run out of things to say about this guy. Every time we think we’ve hit bottom, Trump pulls out a shovel and digs deeper into the darkness. Now it’s some cheap theater trick — removing his mask after a weekend in the hospital for coronavirus — and, pretending he’s fully recovered and feeling 20 years younger (It was like a weekend at La Reserve Geneve!), he tells the nation not to be afraid of a virus that has killed 210,000 Americans. Whatever empathy I had for this guy after his diagnosis, it was built on the vulnerability I feel (and we all should feel) to the disease, even with the wise precautions we take. (Wish the virus on no one, or wish it on yourself.) Empathy is also built on what this episode makes clear: Trump is a deeply disturbed, mentally impaired man, a danger to himself and others. The nation is in real peril. I wish today could be Election Day and Biden’s Inauguration moved up to the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, in time to express gratitude for the end of this public menace.
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Dan Rodricks is a long-time columnist for The Baltimore Sun, winner of numerous national and regional journalism awards, a radio and TV personality, podcaster and fly angler. His narrative memoir, "Father's Day Creek," was published in May 2019 by Apprentice House at Loyola University Maryland. View all posts by Dan Rodricks