“I say we’re learning to live with it. We have no choice.” With these words, President Donald Trump has shown himself to be the Marie Antoinette of our times, and the pandemic is his own garish Versailles. The rot enveloping him, literally infecting himself and his closest aides, has only been made worse by his own words and action.
Trump has made it incredibly clear that he simply doesn’t care about the millions of Americans who are infected, the hundreds of thousands who have died, as well as those who will die as a result of his complete indifference in the face of the greatest public health crisis of several lifetimes. For members of Black, Indigenous and people of color, or BIPOC, communities, this notion of having no choice hits right in the gut.
In some parts of the country as many as 80 percent of Covid-19-related deaths are in Black or brown communities.
Black and LatinX people are dying of Covid-19 at higher rates in this country. Those who are not dying are almost guaranteed to lose years off of their life expectancy. In short, their lives are cut short no matter what because of Covid-19, aided by an administration that has failed to address it.
This is apparent when you enter the doors of any clinic like mine in the United States, where millions of patients receive Covid-19 testing and more than half of the positive cases are racial and ethnic minorities; in some parts of the country as many as 80 percent of Covid-19-related deaths are in Black or brown communities.
These include patients like Elena, a young Latina grocery store worker who was worried she might have Covid-19, but was desperate to hear otherwise. (For privacy reasons names have been changed.) She was scared she had the virus, she told me in Spanish. She wears her mask religiously and washes her hands all the time; she does exactly as she is told, but she also has to work.
She told me stories about customers who refused to wear a mask or who ask her to get close to them to pick something up. Her household size has doubled in the last months as family members lost jobs to the unrelenting pandemic and were forced into economic insecurity. Her job, along with overtime hours, supports their expenses on a day-to-day basis. Elena came in to my clinic when she started to develop a cough and ran a light fever. After ordering Elena’s test and asking her to stay isolated, knowing that her family might go hungry if she can’t work, Trump’s words are even more insulting. The economic, health, and mental devastation simply doesn’t appear to mean anything to our president.
“They’re getting tired of the pandemic — aren’t they? … That’s all they cover: ‘Covid, covid, pandemic. Covid, covid, covid.” These are more words from the leader of our nation, as we watch embers turn to active rolling flames across the country. We’ve seen 80,000 new cases in a 24-hour period. Alfred, an African American bus driver in Washington, D.C., called my clinic asking for medical advice. He is close to retirement and he loves driving his route, helping people stay safe while navigating traffic lanes filled with distracted drivers. But he had an urgent question: He was worried that one of his passengers might have had Covid-19, and he wanted to find a way to get tested. After discussing testing options and appointment times, he asked about the cost of the test, and sounded surprised when I emphasized that the test is free.
In 23 states, the cumulative incidence of Covid-19 was 3.5 times more frequent among Indigenous people than among non-Hispanic white people.
His response — “Nothing is really free, doc” — rang true on some painful levels. Alfred buried a close friend of his two months prior to our call, and he has seen entire blocks of his neighborhood affected by this silent virus that never announced its arrival but becomes a permanent resident once it’s arrived. African Americans, according to the Covid Tracking Project, are dying at 2.3 times the rate of white people in the country. They are not tired of the pandemic; they are dying from it.









