D.B. of Week 3 - Donald Trump

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What makes me think that the Donald could be a repeat performer on this list as dopey bastard or douche bag of the week?

(Remember, only you can make that distinction).

Yet, for the better part of the week I was considering using Ebola as the D.B. of the week because, after all, who wants to deal with a virus that results in veins exploding in your body as you writhe in agony?

Ebola is not good news.

Yet the Donald was worse than exploding veins when he callously stated that we needed to keep the doctors, who selflessly headed to West Africa to help once there was an outbreak...out of the country and away from help that might now save their lives!

Yep.

Donald went on a twitter rant where he said that those doctors needed to be kept out of the United States!

"They knew the risks."

The Donald further stated his 'walls around the country' theory because as we know, if you aren't white, and rich, you're just a piece of shit that shouldn't really be dealt with on a daily basis.

Ahh, Donald.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if every face you looked into was white and everyone just nodded along with your tremendous profound thoughts?

For God's Sake!

The doctors went on a humanitarian mission to slow the outbreak of a disease that is not transmitted through the air and can only harm your rich ass if you somehow come into contact with the body fluids of those infected.

How is the fact that two doctors are being treated in Atlanta at a center where they really only have one chance to continue breathing a attack on the Donald?

I hate rating the D.B.'s that I choose, but the Donald may be winning the overall race toward D.B. of the year.

What a dolt.

"They knew the risks."

Unbelievable.

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