Of Naked Emperors
Pollyanna once remarked, “Dad, just out of curiosity, I spent a while looking at internet pornography, and you know what? A lot of people have a vastly overrated estimate of the attractiveness of their naked bodies.”
Trump’s Five O’Clock Follies expose his naked soul, and the sight is not pretty. As Politico informs us, The briefings aren’t working: Trump’s approval rating takes a dip: Views of Trump’s coronavirus response are now breaking down along familiar lines of polarization.
You can see it graphically in the image above, from this morning at fivethirtyeight.com. Fivethirtyeight.com weights its polls. Realclearpolitics.com, which just does a running arithmetic average of recent polls, shows Trump approval under water today by 8.5 percent, with 43.4 percent favorable and 51.9 percent unfavorable. It also shows Trump losing to Biden in Florida (very close) as well as Wisconsin and Pennsylvania (not quite so close).
As the man said, a thing is either A or it is not A.
So … Trump will either try to open the economy too early, contrary to expert medical advice, or he will listen to medical advice rather than his all-knowing gut, and only urge reopening when it is prudent to do so.
We know what his instinct is, and we know that he came damn close to doing the Easter Rebirth Thing. We can also be pretty confident that his desperation is rising, hour by hour, day by day, week by week, as the Five O’clock Follies make him look worse and worse. We know that he and his economic cronies are beginning to talk up an early economic reopening. And, if there comes a time when, in his reptilian mind, he sees the need to balance additional deaths versus perceived enhanced prospects of reelection, we can be pretty sure which choice he will make in a New York minute.
I don’t know which way he will ultimately go. If I were a betting man, I would bet some spare cash that he will fire Fauci and try to reopen the economy too early.