Who's to Blame

It wasn't enough to be a rapist, traitor, con man and thief, Trump had to add mass murderer to his list.  It's like he is pursuing some kind of criminal version of the EGOT. He didn't create the virus but he deliberately spread it with his lies, stupidity and pigheadedness. There is blood on his hands.

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