BY David Glenn Cox
Where is he? This is not normal. I saw pictures of Ronald Reagan eating dishes of ice cream and still photos of John Connolly sitting up in his hospital bed. Doctors briefed the press, and Nancy Reagan told us how many pints of blood Ronnie needed. But with Donald Trump…nothing! I’ve seen a ten second video clip of Trump deboarding the airplane.
Other than that short video clip, there is no physical proof Donald Trump survived the assassination. That is what makes this weird. In most political assassinations, it’s important the victim show themselves to show they are still alive and kicking. Not just send out some spokesman to say, “he’s fine.” There should be at least one photo or doctor’s interview post assassination attempt.
After the bombing of Hitler’s headquarters where the Fuhrer miraculously survived. The Fuhrer’s clothes had been blown off and his hair singed. He still met Mussolini at the train station that afternoon. He couldn’t hear shit, but he didn’t speak Italian, so it didn’t matter anyway. It was important he showed he was still in control.
I’ll ask again? Where is he? Why can’t we see him with his bandaged ear milking the sympathy and the outrage. Why just Twuth Social posts and not much of those? This is the same Captain Vanity who is always mugging for camera time and now, he has all the camera time he wants. Yet. remains out of sight?
“Let me get my shoes.” Anyone who has ever been in a traumatic event knows the panic and mental confusion. You say all sorts of goofy things from some other dimension. I’m not a doctor but a man who was just shot asking for his shoes doesn’t sound like a nicked ear injury to me. It sounds much darker with mental confusion. Maybe Donald Trump is still looking for those shoes. I’m not saying he is. I’m saying, it’s odd he remains hidden.
Plus, we have prior experience in these matters. This was the President who tried to conceal his Covid illness from the public. It sure is odd and counter intuitive. “Oh, I just spoke with Mr. Trump on the telephone. He’s feeling fine and is in great spirits,” says everybody. Fool me once, shame on you! Fool me twice, and I must be a Trump supporter. Call me suspicious, but in the dark recesses of my jaded little mind, I see IV bags suspended over the bedside of a very sick man.
I would love to be proved wrong, but this is just odd. Not a single photo of Donald Trump hard at work doing whatever it is Donald Trump does all day. No pictures of his loving wife over wrought with concern. No pictures of the family gathering as one to rejoice. Instead, we get, “Act like nothing happened.”
Everything is fine! Just fine! We’re moving on to the Convention in “horrible” Milwaukee, and everything is just fine.
Donald Trump nicked by an assassin’s stray bullet that only bloodied his ear and yet is silent and out of public view. Does that sound normal to you?
Reactionary Republicans line up to blame Democrats for their incendiary politics. You see, this is all the Democrats fault. Republicans take offense at being called Fascists’ out to destroy Democracy. Just because their leader calls for building concentration camps with mass deportations is no reason to call the Republicans Fascists.
Just because their leader attempted to overthrow Democracy on January 6th is no reason to say Republicans are out to destroy Democracy. You Democrats really need to tone it down some before people start to get the wrong idea. Or as Adlai Stevenson once put it; “If you’ll stop telling lies about me. I’ll stop telling the truth about you!”
After his stroke, Woodrow Wilson was bedridden, and his wife wouldn’t let the cabinet in to see him. She carried the proposals and would tell the cabinet the President’s opinion. Eisenhower’s heart attack was covered up as a much-needed rest and vacation for the President. It is almost a lead pipe certainty we aren’t being told the truth, whatever that truth may be.
It’s a cosmic thing to meet your own mortality in an instant. And it is not something you can just easily pack away. My Aunt said my Uncle fought the Japanese every night for the rest of his life. So, it is possible Mr. Trump is physically well, but mentally, not so much. Yeah sure, just climb back up on that horse. Let me see you do it. Trump could be laying in a fetal position with his thumb in his mouth mumbling, “I don’t wanna go to school Ma!”
Finally learning about the terror those without bone spurs and a rich daddy endured in Vietnam. Perhaps poetic justice brought to an epiphany. There are some things which money can’t buy. Sometimes those shielded from reality are often the most shocked when reality imposes its iron will. But I have money! I can pay you!
The truth should be proclaimed. When the truth is hidden, it is either an inconvenient, permanent or an ugly truth.
The very word "secrecy" is repugnant in a free and open society; and we are as a people inherently and historically opposed to secret societies, to secret oaths and to secret proceedings. We decided long ago that the dangers of excessive and unwarranted concealment of pertinent facts far outweighed the dangers which are cited to justify it. Even today, there is little value in opposing the threat of a closed society by imitating its arbitrary restrictions. Even today, there is little value in insuring the survival of our nation if our traditions do not survive with it. And there is very grave danger that an announced need for increased security will be seized upon by those anxious to expand its meaning to the very limits of official censorship and concealment. – John F. Kennedy