Carnival barker outside a blazing tent

Trump’s depleted tone cloaked no profile in courage. He sounded like a man who awakened to learn that his lifelong calling, his reason for being, has vanished overnight. He was a carnival barker outside a blazing circus tent.

For weeks, the barker demanded of us: Will you believe me or your own eyes? The testing has been going very smooth,” and anyone who wants” a test can get one.”

David Von Drehle

March 15, 2020

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