It's official: "gate" has been worn out as a suffix. We may as well call my cat being excessively affectionate when the food bowl is empty Catgate. The only reason we're being treated to Ward's latest tinfoil hat theory is because all the other legs of his MAGA stool have broken. Trump has violated so many laws and basic moral precepts of governance that there's really nothing left for the GOP but to invent a narrative of Obama being more horrible than Trump.
BTW, been meaning to say, if anyone still thinks CV19 is just bad flu, please google Nick Cordero. Vital, healthy 41 year old actor who puts in grueling days and nights on Broadway....what he's been through (severe lung damage, coma, blood clots leading to an amputated leg) is not what happens to healthy youngish people who get flu. And, lest anyone think he's just an anecdotal fluke, an early April tally showed 800 under age 50 had died from CV19 and many times that needed hospitalization. I'm sure the numbers have grown some since then. Some of these formerly healthy young people, with young children and responsibilities, didn't die but will be looking at a life with new disabilities. It's. Not. Flu.
I'm a little worked up about this, because my wife plays the piano and accompanies the cantors in church, where services (with spacing of congregants, right, uh-huh) resume this Sunday. The cantors have pushed to have mask removal allowed while they sing. Yes, there's some space between the altar area and first row, but that outbreak in Washington State offered evidence that loud singing pushes aerosol farther than just speech. And my wife is asked to rehearse the cantors in a smallish side room, again without them wearing masks. My advice to her is tell the church to go fuck itself, or at least insist the cantors stay masked and endure the slight muffling of their voices. I think she's pretty nearly there on her own without my input being needed.