TrumPutin claims he sandbagged the country on the severity of the Coronavirus even though he knew it would be horrible, because he's, you know, a cheerleader for the country and he wanted to stay upbeat and cheery. 

TrumPutin, of course, won't admit that he, as usual, lied or didn't know what he hell he was saying, or both. So, instead, as usual, he lies and revises history. And Pence and Kushner, Grisham and Azar, nod and agree that he did not say what he said, but told the bald-faced truth, which is what he meant and would have said, if he were not an inveterate liar and moron.

He has no qualifications for cheerleading, except some days the hair is almost good enough. He can clap his hands like a trained seal and yell and agitate his base at a rally where he foams and bashes Mexicans, blacks, liberals, and anyone who thinks. But he is not a cheerleader. We all knew Rick Perry, that Texas A & M cheerleader, and TrumPutin is no Rick Perry.

Corruption, lying, taking medical advice from investment advisers and pharmaceutical executives, silencing medical experts is  not cheerleading. Nor is it leadership. 

No, TrumPutin is not a cheerleader. Neither are his merry band of sycophants. Now, Rudy Giuliani, there's a cheerleader.