To paraphrase the legendary Robert Duvall in Apocalypse Now, U love the smell of irony in the morning. It smells like…more Trump bullshit. A few hours ago my wife Teri pointed out a kind of a feel good story to me, but this one comes with a typically Trumpian twist.
A few hours ago, a plane bearing the Sands Las Vegas logo and livery hit the ground at McCarran airport in Las Vegas. The plane had just returned from China, and on board were 1 million surgical masks to be distributed to hospital and medical personnel as well as first responders. Several hours earlier, the same plane had touched down in Albany New York, dropping off another million masks for the state to distribute to its own needy medical personnel.
For those of you who are unfamiliar, the Sands Company is the umbrella company for billionaire gambling mogul Sheldon Adelson. Now obviously, Adelson has a vested interest in containing and defeating the corona-virus in Nevada as quickly as possible, so that his hotel-casinos can start Hoovering up wallets again, but as far as I can tell, his delivery to New York state was pure largess.
When you strip away the bank accounts, Shelly Adelson isn’t exactly somebody you want to bring home to meet Mama. He has been sliding in and out of indictments, both here in the US as well as abroad, the way that most people slide in and out of their slippers. He also has reputed underworld ties both here as well as in places like Macao, where he has a huge casino operation. Adelson is of course also a GOP mega donor who reluctantly backed Trump in 2016 after everybody else backed out of the race.
Look, other than trying to expedite the reopening of his casino empire for business, Shelly Adelson doesn’t have a dog in the corona-virus fight. And yet he was able to pick up the telephone, make a couple of calls, and send a corporate freighter over to China to pick up 2 million surgical masks to bring back and distribute like some kind of a medical Santa Claus. Now, I have a question. Is it just me, or is there something kind of strange about a lifelong reprobate gambler, with reputed domestic and international underworld ties, doing more for front line medical workers and first responders in the United states than the fucking President? Welcome to TrumpmenistanLand of the greed, and the home of the grave.
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