I have opened my 19 year old eyes to corridors of tuberculars carrying a Dixie cup for spit and ashes from cigarettes as they looked about to see if anyone was newly missing. Not pretty. Can you imagine corridors lined with resuscitated old folks, on stretchers, opening their eyes to see each other? Where can hospitals put people who are just barely back alive? Trump should pass out his favorite Sharpies marked TRUMP VIRUS SHARPIES to all old folks and have someone else mark their chests DNR. We would mess it up doing it ourselves, even if our brains sort of knew what our fingers were doing. No one is going to be washing it off during rigorous cleanups.
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