Trump And The Beanstalk

Well, I knew that Trump had a strategy for combating the virus that has crippled our economy and taken as of now more than 120,000 American lives. So yesterday, POTUS opined that the pandemic will simply just sort of disappear.

You can’t make this stuff up.

Clearly we have reached the point where people are getting anxious about a potentially fatal illness that doesn’t appear to be going away anytime soon.


So in the midst of all this we have a President who believes that this virus is just going to magically disappear.

Here’s from Forbes:

With the coronavirus pandemic taking a turn for the worse in the United States, with record daily new case counts and rising hospitalizations and positivity rates in Southern and Western states, President Trump on Wednesday continued to profess the belief that the disease will “sort of just disappear” during an interview on Fox Business.


For the fourth time in a week, the country set a fresh daily high for new confirmed coronavirus cases on Tuesday, with Dr. Anthony Fauci, the country’s top infectious disease official, telling a Senate committee that, “Clearly, we are not in total control right now.”

Nonetheless, Trump told Fox Business, “I think we’re gonna be very good with the coronavirus, I think at some point that’s going to sort of just disappear, I hope,” similar to assertions he’s been making since February 27, before declaring a national emergency in March.

Wow. Wishing and hoping. What a great strategy.

And I know this is a stretch since POTUS apparently doesn’t read, but I wonder if he developed this viewpoint based on the Jack and the Beanstalk fairy tale.

A children’s story. Jack, a poor country boy, trades the family cow for a handful of magic beans, which grow into an enormous beanstalk reaching up into the clouds. Jack climbs the beanstalk and finds himself in the castle of an unfriendly giant. The giant senses Jack’s presence and cries, “Fee, fie, fo, fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman!” Outwitting the giant, Jack is able to retrieve many goods once stolen from his family, including an enchanted goose that lays golden eggs. Jack then escapes by chopping down the beanstalk. The giant, who is pursuing him, falls to his death, and Jack and his family prosper.

Oh, boy.

Still, I suppose that many Trump supporters are willing to disregard the advice of medical experts and roll the dice with Trump and his magic beans.


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Rob Jewell

I’m Rob Jewell and I live and write in Woodland Park, Colorado, the City Above the Clouds. I've been fortunate. I worked for 29 years at BFGoodrich in Akron, Ohio. I started editing employee publications and ended as vice president of corporate communications. Then I started a public relations consulting company before becoming a full-time faculty member in the School of Journalism at Kent State University. I taught courses in writing, public relations and mass communication ethics. And I supervised a student-run public relations firm, called Flash Communications. During my tenure at Kent State I was honored to receive the university’s Outstanding Teaching Award. During most of this time I've been a dedicated runner. OK, jogger, if you take speed into consideration. But while my times are not much to write about, I was and am committed. For almost 30 years I ran at least 1,000 miles each year. (Except for one year when I tore my calf muscle playing tennis. So much for tennis.) Being on the road most mornings at 5 a.m. gave me some time to think. It also led to some amazing friendships that now span more than three decades. And my longtime love affair with running helped me shape my first novel, Then We Ran, which is available wherever electronic books are sold. And just so you don't think that all I did was work and run, I have other interests as well, many centering on family. My wife, Mary, was a successful and highly regarded career teacher in the Akron public schools. She now devotes her time and energy to a host of social and athletic activities in Woodland Park. My son, Brian, teaches at Cheyenne Mountain High School in Colorado Springs where he is also the head soccer coach. And my daughter, Jessica, has completed her doctorate at Kent State University where she is also an administrator with the Wick Poetry Center. I've done a lot of writing during my career -- but Jessica is the real writer in the family. I'll try not to make too many errors in this blog. I'm sure she'll be watching.

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