Excerpts From The Fauci Diaries (SATIRE)
December 22, 2019— I
think I saw the Ghost of Christmas Past in my dreams last night. He was holding
a puppy. And he kind of looked like Scrooge. Weird. Don’t know what it all
meant.
December 23, 2019—I
might’ve been visited by the Ghost of Christmas present in my dreams last
night. He was holding a pangolin, LOL! He looked a bit like Xi Jinping. Odd.
December 24, 2019—Can’t
wait for Xmas morning. I bet Santa brings me tidings of great joy! And maybe
even fame and fortune! Going to bed early.
December 25, 2019—I have
the weirdest feeling that Santa delivered…even though I only got a couple of
charcoal briquettes in my stocking. (I think Santa knows that I am a master of
the barbecue grill.) I feel, stronger than ever, that I will soon be very
famous. Feels so good. Lord knows I deserve it!
December 31, 2019—Can’t
wait for the new year! I expect great things for me! Also, been talking to ‘China,
China, China,’ as Trump might say. Exciting news is on the way! Can’t wait to
tell the people!
March 12, 2020—What I
have long planned expected has occurred. Things are getting intense. The
WHO and I have declared a pandemic. The NBA has cancelled games. Trump has
issued a 30-day ban on travel from European countries to the U.S. This is
awesome! I am getting tons of publicity!
April 1, 2020— I, Dr. Fauci, in an attempt to save the world, have no choice but to usurp the duties of POTUS and annex and ascribe all powers to me, myself, and I. JUST KIDDING! APRIL FOOLS! But damn that sounded good…and would probably be the right thing to do. Because I care. So very much. Bitches!
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