Every Damn Day

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“The reality is that we were able to flatten the curve. We took care of our most vulnerable citizens, including citizens with underlying conditions. We created a solid foundation for what lies ahead.” - Pence

That was the “leader” of the coronavirus task force on the day when 44,000 new cases were added and we approached 125,000 deaths. 

Arizona, Texas and Florida are closing things down again with California and South Carolina not far behind.

What galls me most about Pence is that he goes out of his way to act pious and Christian...

...and he lies so easily.
 
Three times he spoke about praying it all away.

A lot like his thoughts on mass shootings.

Let’s count the lies:

1). We didn’t flatten the curve by any stretch of the imagination.

2). We left our most vulnerable citizens to twist in the wind. A whole bunch of them died. A lot more will die due to inaction.

3). We have not created a solid foundation of anything. There is no plan.

The CDC advises people to wear mask to save lives. They asked Pence about it and he said that personal freedoms are important. He stressed the fact that people must follow state and local guidelines. He told us how important that is.

“The administration just had rallies in Tulsa and Arizona. Masks are required by those state and local governments. You didn’t follow those guidelines.”

Uh.

He actually did go off on a long, boring answer that was just plain garbage.

Following the press conference, Stephen King tweeted about it.

“Pence believes that he will be judged by his actions.”

The man actually does believe that.

He knows he’s lying.

He understands that people are dying.

He knows that the people who are dying are the most vulnerable of all citizens.

What is the price of one’s soul, I wonder?

If Pence truly believes he’s a Christian man what was the price paid to him that allowed him to abandon what he said he believes?

Again, not a political statement here...

...just amazed by the human side of it.

Religious man?

Standing up there and speaking that in the face of the true data.

What’s the answer?

Does he not understand?

Is he confused?

Or is he lying?

You decide.

I have my opinion.

Jesus will have the last word...

...I think Pence believes that.

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