I might be struck by lightning for expressing this teensy-tiny bit of skepticism. If it happens, it was nice knowing y’all.
The White House has announced that Donald Trump has tested “negative” for the coronavirus. He had resisted submitting to the examination, then relented.
OK. I want to believe the president has tested negative, that the potentially deadly virus isn’t coursing through his body. I do not want the president stricken by this disease. Really. It’s true. I do not wish ill on this individual.
However, a significant portion of me continues to acknowledge a smidgen of doubt over what the White House has told us. Why? Well, it’s the president. That’s why!
He lies. About small things and big things. He cannot tell the truth. POTUS is about as untrustworthy as any public official I’ve ever witnessed. Trump is believed widely to detest being seen as weak or vulnerable. Such vulnerability belongs to others.
As the Associated Press reported: “One week after having dinner with the Brazilian delegation in Mar-a-Lago, the President remains symptom-free,” Sean Conley, the president’s physician, said in a memo.
I want the president to be well. I want my government to be fully functional. I want to believe statements that come from this White House.
If only I could … believe it unconditionally.