One of the campaign staff Twitter posted an ad about Trump golfing while people are still dying from the Coronavirus. Supposedly he hadn’t played golf in 78 days, longest stretch in his life without golf, and was missing it. He’s probably working harder than he has in his life… maybe working 24/7 and probably deserves a few hours off…. but if anyone says I said that, I’ll deny it. The optics really worked for an attack ad, so I think they made a great decision. Trump bad. Uncaring about you, the people. You are dying, because of him, and he is golfing.
It said nothing, of course, about me.
This is day 76 in the basement. I’d kill for a round of golf. The courses are open here in Delaware. Maybe I should sneak out of the basement window when no one is looking….. I love golf. I’m a 6 handicap. Some people call it a ego handicap, but single digits are just easier for me to remember, so I stay a six.
My campaign slogan is something like, “Our Best Days Lie Ahead.” I wonder when the group decides to drop all the sweet words and illusions and just change it to, “Trump Bad.”
And, if Delaware’s beaches are now open, golf course maintenance workers are considered essential, you can go for a walk in the park…….how much longer can the optics of me stuck in my basement be a good thing? Six feet apart. I can remember 6. I can go outside!
Come on, man.