From: joemahoney1950@gmail.com   
      
   My fellow fellators of the florid fungus, some of you may recall in spite of   
   your daily overindulgence in that nectar of the redneck, Bud Lite, that the   
   President stated a few days ago that Coronavirus was fine and that it would   
   soon "disappear like a    
   Miracle."     
      
   Yet we learned yesterday that the virus has claimed a fatality in the US, and   
   our President implied yesterday that there would be more.  What should we do?   
      
   We certainly shouldn't panic, because Trump put Pence in charge of   
   investigating this virus.  Pence denies science and Darwin, which makes him   
   one of the great intellectuals of our time.  So we should all be very   
   confident that Trump's miracle will soon    
   occur.   
      
   But what should we do about Coronavirus?   
      
   We should pray -- something we do all the time, anyway.     
      
   But most importantly, we should support Trump.  So he can finish building the   
   Wall.  The magnificent wall, the Rolls Royce of Walls, much of which has   
   already been built, from cement and rebar, to keep the Mexicans out, because   
   Mexicans can't climb walls.   
        
      
      
   That will cure the Coronavirus.     
      
   Some of the great intellectuals of this group admitted to enjoying a Corona   
   now and then.  And I Joe Mahoney have also been known to indulge in an   
   occasional mountain of nacho's.      
      
   But the time has now come, my faithful ID-theorizing KGB wannabes, to put a   
   stop on all things Mexican, and to focus our effits once again on supporting   
   Trump and his Wall.     
      
   For otherwise, Coronavirus will quickly be followed by the Salsa Sickness, the    
   Frijole inFection, the Burrito Bacillus, the Pastel Pathogen, and the Menudo   
   Microbe.     
      
      
      
   Pray -- and Build the Wall.   
      
   Joe "Large and in Charge" M.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)