With US Covid-19 deaths lurching toward 100,000, the entire front page of Sunday's New York Times was a mournful, grisly grid: a vast, six-column-wide, black-and-white roster - no photos or graphics - of death notices of victims from across the country. In a stunning but succinct condemnation of where we are and how we got here, the Times listed their names and brief, all-too-human bios: “Alan Lund, 81, Washington, conductor with ‘the most amazing ear’...Theresa Elloie, 63, New Orleans, renowned for (her) detailed pins and corsages...Coby Adolph, 44, Chicago, entrepreneur and adventurer..." and, yes, John Prine, of blessed memory. "They Were Not Simply Names on a List," read the sub-head. "They Were Us." They are also, most shockingly, just 1% of the nation's coronavirus deaths - all that fit on the page. With the grim milestone of 100,000 approaching, the Times' John Grippe explained, a team of editors, researchers and student journalists sought "some way to try to reckon with that number" to depict "the uniqueness of each life lost." On the same day, the sociopath most responsible for that carnage went golfing, just like he did the day before. He also tweeted a deranged rant about Joe Scarborough and his fictional murder: "A blow to her head? Body found under his desk? Left Congress suddenly? Big topic of discussion in Florida...and, he’s a Nut Job (with bad ratings). Keep digging, use forensic geniuses!" WTF. On Memorial Day, amidst a catastrophic pandemic, with the now-daily number of deaths exceeding those on 9/11: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Impeached President of the United States. No words left. Stay safe, vote the monster out, and may he die in prison.
New Biden ad:
Nearly 100,000 lives have been lost, and tens of millions are out of work.— Joe Biden (@JoeBiden) May 24, 2020
Meanwhile, the president spent his day golfing. pic.twitter.com/H1BVNtgVjA