Unfortunately, for sane, thinking Americans, the President’s ass is so big, there seems to be no limit to the amount or variety of shit he can pull out of it.  And, being void of the evolutionary mechanism that sorts fact from outright horsepucky, makes him equal parts comical, (in a classic, town fool kind of way), pathetic and dangerous.  He expends so much energy trying to convince himself that he is macho, virile, intelligent and likeable, (none of which is detectably true), that he has literally no time for even the slightest contribution to the enrichment of humankind.  He has spawned and otherwise surrounded himself with others who are severely pulling down the bell-curve of productive humanity, in an attempt to erase thousands of years of social and scientific progress.  His supporters are just plain stupid, (there…I said it…but come the fuck on…no one with an IQ above…ummm, cauliflower could support such a venal waste of flesh), and all of their race-baiting and gunslinging and conspiratorial poppycock needs to be reined way, way in.  And yet, two weeks and two days away from an election that could end democracy, it is still iffy whether the good guys will prevail.  Not even his latest this-time-he’s-gone-too-far support of “herd intelligence”, proclaiming that, “we should just let everybody get it”, hasn’t moved the millions in his base that either don’t have parents, grandparents, or at-risk loved ones, or simply don’t give a crap if the die.  I’m not convinced that he actually contracted Covid-19 or if it was just an orchestrated stunt to show that he was Superman, but I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m very disappointed that he didn’t suffer horribly…as would have been the biblical scenario in the good old days of godly retribution…you know, like Amy Coney Barrett, (are you fucking kidding me?), thinks of Tuesday.