Once at Mar-a-Lago, in between tweeting "poor, poor pitiful me" and "I've been cheated", he will fill the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas will congratulatory visits from Russian, Kazakh and Middle Eastern billionaires, whom he will claim are throwing unbelievable business offers at him, to license his name for their overseas resorts. He will gleefully announce that now that he has been freed from the chains of economic restraint he endured in the oval office, he's going to accept the offers being thrown at him. (Don't forget he owes boatloads of money to Deutsche Bank for loans, which he will have to pay back because he personally guaranteed many of them.)

From Mar- a- Lago, he'll jet off to any foreign country with any billionaire who thinks there's still a dollar or two to be eeked from the Trump name.

Trump will quit and leave everything in the hands of a totally unprepared Mike Pence. He will chuckle about how he left the country high and dry. "I showed them", he'll say. He won't even need his clothes sent to him from the White House because they probably no longer fit due to the heft he's added to his frame this past year. Maybe he'll leave it to Melania to go back the White House after Christmas and take whatever she wants -- which will probably only be her clothes. She'll certainly pass on the Christmas ornaments.

Then to hoodwink his supporters into believing he's not giving up and quitting, he'll announce he'll be back to run again in 2024. You almost have to feel sorry for Mike Pence, because Trump's announcement will ruin any chance Pence thought he had at succeeding Biden/Harris in 2024. But Pence has no chance anyway. He will be too sullied by his own COVID-19 failure of leadership from which he will never recover.

Trump suffers from such a huge intellectual and moral deficit, and is so caught up in his fake and alternate reality, I won't be surprised if he announces he's going to run with Ivanka as VP in 2024. (That will show Kamala). Wouldn't that be the icing on the cake?

For sure, it is tempting to think of celebrating Donald Trump's downfall this Thanksgiving with family and friends. But we have a bigger problem in this country, one that Trump had a big hand in creating, and it's COVID-19. We can surely find other ways to celebrate Trump's ouster than over a turkey dinner.

What we need is leadership and a national lockdown now. I propose at least until Groundhog Day, when scientists and other disease experts can assess if we've done enough to start slowly loosening up restrictions. Bit by bit, this time. No grand reopenings for one and all. And any governor who fails to outlaw a planned event like Sturgis, or live New Year's eve celebrations, needs to be frog-marched before the media and shamed in all their infamy.

So please, if you have made plans to be with family members who don't live in your household, re-think them. And if you live in a household where parents or kids go out to school, work or to engage in sports with others, consider not cooking at all. Families that cook and eat together get sick together and some have even died together.

This holiday, consider ordering in individual pizzas, or buy a slew of frozen individual turkey pot pies with pints (not half gallons) of gelato or ice cream for desert. Skip the pecan and fruit pies that are inevitably sliced with a single knife by various hands. No salads and no salad dressing -- they require too much handling and touching. No trays of crudites, which people tend to pick up with their hands when talking.

Skip the big bottles of water and wine that need to be passed around. Go for the 6 oz bottles of Italian or Californian Brute Champagne or Prosecco, that come in baby cardboard packs of four, so everyone picks up their own bottle right from the carton and it's contents are too small to share.

Or order in Thai, Vietnamese, Indian or Chinese food, with individual appetizers and entrees for each person and no sharing. Use paper plates and plastic forks and knives and when you are done eating, put on rubber gloves and throw out the whole mess. No helping others clear the table or rinse the dishes to go in the dishwasher.

When your meal is over, you and your extended loved ones can get together on zoom, or you can just hang out with those in your household and binge a new TV series, watch a new or favorite old movie and go to bed early. And when you wake up on Friday, you can be proud that you just increased the odds we can end the virus in 2021, and not have to be having this same conversation about 2022. Now that would be something to be thankful for.