The Trump administration, with its delay in taking COVID-19 seriously, is responsible for the deaths of thousands of Americans so far. It seems intent on continuing its irresponsible voluntary manslaughter-ish way as it usurps the orders of the Center for Disease Control. As usual, it is corporate profit interest over the interest of American citizens, humanity.
Coronavirus: Cruise ships saw red flags amid chaotic federal response
After the nation’s top disease response agency posted orders keeping cruise ships docked last Wednesday night, extending the ban through August, the White House Coronavirus Task Force stepped in to cut it by 20 days.
When the no-sail order reappeared on the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention’s website hours later, its language had been softened: Ships can sail again in July, and an explicit warning that they could be docked even longer had been deleted, according to emails and internal documents obtained by USA TODAY.
“Sorry to do this, but the Office of the Vice President has instructed us to pull the No Sail Order Extension from the website immediately,” a CDC senior official wrote to staff just after 7 a.m. Thursday, the morning after the notice had been posted.
The 11th-hour interference is another example of the administration’s at-times chaotic coronavirus pandemic response and a misguided decision to allow the cruise lines to police themselves during a national health crisis, critics said.
Source: Coronavirus: Cruise ships saw red flags amid chaotic federal response
As much as I dearly loathe the man who converted the Oval Office into the Oaf Filled office, I think you have the hierarchy wrong within the executive branch.
The chief executive, regardless of what level of idiocy has yet to be achieved, is superior to all other offices under the administration of the executive branch.
So, the premise is flawed, that a superior could usurp a subordinate – horrifically, tragically flawed.
As for criminal negligence, he’s immune to that, unfortunately, but he could be impeached again – with predictable, slavish results not convicting the God-King, Emperor Trump.
May he suffer through 1000 preserved Trump steaks.
Oh, I’m pleased to announce a term I coined quite some time ago has made it to urban dictionary:
That now makes it six joys I’ve delivered Hair Furor. May his lousy coif continue in bad comb-over in shade between tangerine and cantaloupe, to match his otherwise sallow skin.
BTW, my wife and I met him in person, long before unreality TV became a thing. What you see is precisely what you get. A boor who depresses the boor of the party.