Think along the lines of this old joke. A man goes to the family doctor to report that his uncle thinks he’s a chicken. “Well, let’s make him an appointment with a psychiatrist”, the doctor replies. “He’ll get him checked out and, we can hope, fixed up.”
“No”, the man sighed. “Can’t do that. We need the eggs.”
When a Trump rally finally descends into its own Altamont, complete with its own Hells Angles doing the security a lot of people will say. “told you so”.
Apparently at Coachella it was over 100 deg and people were fainting and being hauled away in ambulances. Shuttles to parking quit because of laws prohibiting drivers to drive after a certain number of hours at the wheel. Many attendees were left in the dark with their cars 5 miles away. Great planning. Of course they aren’t blaming TFG for poor planning, but every one else they could think of.
If anything, TIFBG will be put in a locked ward for his own protection. As a previous POTUS and with his clear dementia, he has to be protected from all possible issues. At 78, it won’t be for too much longer, just from statistical life expectancy. He isn’t well in any case, beyond the dementia.
Not according to the Post article. First, he directed the DJ to play (I kid you not) “Ave Maria” after the first person collapsed and was carried away. Ditto for the second. Then he decided not to answer any more questions, and just told the DJ to start playing music, a medley of his favorite songs, to which he swayed and twitched.
The staff kept flashing up messages on the teleprompter to please, take another question, take some more questions, but the Convicted Felon seemed oblivious, continuing to enjoy his (unlicensed, not permitted by the artists) music. Finally, he called for “YMCA” and that put a merciful end to the proceedings.