Trump’s Press Conference Doesn’t Answer SERIOUS Health Questions

So you want the world to stop? Stop in and watch your body fully drop - System of a Down, "Psycho"

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A recent pic of Grandpa Concentration Camp…not looking very good

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Did Someone Reboot Trump? Was he Alive and Just Buffering all Week?

Donald Trump hasn’t looked good lately. In fact, he—from afar—has looked downright ghastly.

So his featherbrained-trust had a press conference to prove the rumors of his demise had been greatly exaggerated. (these rumors have been everywhere).

I think he at least accomplished that, so far as you can call his appearance proof of life. I mean, he was late per usual (he’d be late for his own funeral 😉), which was maybe just so whatever drugs they likely stabbed into him had a chance to ooze.

But you’ll also notice he was standing in a rigid position, and you couldn’t see his hands or ©ankles because he was at a lectern. That was by design.

He also ensured he got a question from the Doocy family of Fox, about the “rumors he was dead.” This was so he could dispel the most extreme case—look, I’m not dead!—and not have to answer the real question:

Why has he looked like death the past week? Avoided the media and cameras? What is really wrong with him??

If you think I’m being too clinical, or harsh, let me put it this way, my friends: If you expect the slightest ounce of sympathy from me for a dingy, b-list dictator who let 400,000 people die unnecessarily from COVID, rips children from the arms of parents to deport them and brought the military onto our streets, you’ve arrived in the wrong spot.

No sympathy here. Not a bit. None.

This MFer, Trump, has committed so many evil acts in just over six months he should change his name to Mola Ram. Or Piotr Szczerek.

As sensitive Sen. Joni Ernst said when talking to Iowans about losing their Medicaid—and perhaps with it their lives—“I mean, we all are going to die."

Ok, back to the topic at hand.

Sure, Trump looked better than has the past week. But if anyone thinks this rotund broken roomba with bloated-balloon-animal hands and cankles with their own cankles can dance a jig, well, you should seriously level-set expectations.

Yes, they successfully rolled the ole guy out with more makeup than Rupaul to try and salvage that he is still on this plane of existence. But, as usual, it was all a distraction filled with silly announcements and planted questions.

So, no, just because he appeared semi-humanoid one day, the questions about his health are not going away.

Let’s go to the videotape, as we used to say—sorry Gen X here! Trump, a guy who literally cant’ ever just STFU, hadn’t talked to the press in a week. A man who sees cameras like he does porn stars completely avoided them.

Except for a few quick snap pictures that weren’t taken by friendlies.

And in them, how shall we put it? Well, Trump possessed a general likeness to the animated cousin of two-month old cottage cheese. Why?

He looked so bad in this picture I half thought they’d bring out the Epstein files today to distract from his health.

Furthermore, we’ve known this guy was on a Stairway to Hades for a while now. We’ve been writing about it here at Blue Amp. He slurs his words. Forgets where he is.

Looks so bad at times there’s a nickname among staffers in Washington for him—and no, I’m not making this up—Cankles McTacoTits.

He thought Nancy Pelosi is Nikki Haley and Alaska was Russia and stealth fighters were invisible and injecting bleach was a good thing. He thinks saying Man, Person, Woman, Crypto-Scam is an accomplishment.

And this is all in the context of a man who eats like a 12-year old, barely sleeps and rage tweets all day and night. Who reportedly treats crushed Adderall like Tony Montana treats a coke-covered desk and engages in roughly the same amount of exercise as a sloth trapped under a grand piano.

These are not…well, they’re not traits four out of five doctors would recommend.

Let’s go back, shall we, to a simpler time when rabid Ronny Jackson was not yet a dumbf*k MAGA Congressman, but somehow a White House doctor (I know).

CNN’s Dr. Sanjay Gupta told us all we needed to know about Trump’s health once Jackson showed the charts to the press:

Like most men of his age, President Donald Trump has a common form of heart disease, relatively easy to address if he increases the dose of his cholesterol-lowering medication and makes necessary lifestyle changes. Without those changes, the President has a moderate risk of having a heart attack in the next three to five years, according to the Mayo Clinic.

His score is 133, and anything over 100 indicates plaque is present and that the patient has heart disease. According to Trump’s official medical records, in 2009 his coronary calcium score was 34. In 2013, it was 98.

That was seven years and a Trump-Tower sized engorging of hamberders ago.

Jackson had already beclowned himself, accused of running a “pill mill” for White House staffers, so when he said Trump would outlive Methuselah—possibly even Chuck Grassley—we weren’t impressed.

Regarding what Gupta said, I particularly enjoyed the “necessary life changes.” As we know, when Gupta said that was right when Trump went vegan, tookYoga for relaxation and exercise and learned what a vegetable was.

So when Trump is avoiding the press, his oxygen. Has those…well, whatever that vomitous mass is on his tiny hands, as well as the cankles, the slurs…let’s just say mini-strokes enter the conversation. Full-on heart disease knocks on the front door.

I, like Ronny Jackson, am not a doctor, so I won’t diagnose him. But I do have eyes, and most of the time he looks like shit.

Last week at his cabinet meeting when he got the Kim-Jong-Un treatment, besides being the usual cringe spectacle, it was funereal.

And what does it tell you about his seeming febrility that the man disappears for five days and many immediately think he’s dead?

Twitter’s owned by a Trump clone from 30 years ago who lets Nazis cruise around the platform like it’s 1938 Sudetenland. And even there among Trump’s pals, the belief that Trump had shuffled off this mortal coil was such that this has been trending on and off the last 48 hours:

The only person hiding as long as Trump did has been Jake Tapper. Hey Jake, presidential health expert, care to comment on any of this? Or is your beat only the health of former Democratic Presidents that are un-news?

Psst, Jake, here are both Biden & Trump:

Maybe you and your corporate-media, access-panhandling friends—even though somewhere Hillary is probably sending an email!—can cover Trump’s health with the gravity it deserves? You don’t have to be the company butler every day, man!

On a serious note, there are real questions to be answered here about Trump’s health. Per usual, independent media will likely have to do the heavy lifting, as corporate media’s useless.

But we still technically live in a democracy. Trump still technically represents the people, and the people have the right to know what the hell the hands, ankles and death stare from last week equal when combined into his biological equation.

It’s like this weird form of of government we’re supposed to have. Called liberal democracy.

However we can find the truth, get past that collection of cryptic, crypt-protecting creepers surrounding him—We Must. Like so much else these glorified glory holes aren’t telling us, it is our right to know, if indeed this is still a democracy.