This could be The Onion. Tragically for this country and the basic fabric of reality, it is The New Yorker. https://www.newyorker.com/humor/borowitz-report/trump-accuses-new-zealands-prime-minister-of-competently-handling-the-coronavirus-to-get-reelected">https://www.newyorker.com/humor/bor...

(Oh folks. Obviously I know it& #39;s satire. That& #39;s the point. That such satire has risen to the top of the country& #39;s literary establishment – that these things are possible enough to be satirized beyond cheap jokes – is precisely the ablution of reality that so chills me. Cheers.)

(It& #39;s also partly amusing and partly alarming that most of the women in this thread got the point and nodded, while most of the men leapt at the chance to (insert colossal cultural debt to Rebecca Solnit for inspiring the term) mansplain me, complete with snark and GIFs. People.)