I am agnostic about Donald Trump’s health. When I look at him, I see Roy Cohn’s protégé, a man animated by his life’s mission of attaining unlimited power. Men with that kind of drive tend to live a long time. So last weekend, amid all the speculation about the president’s health, I remained dispassionate.

Admittedly, the circumstances were strange. By Saturday, Trump hadn’t been seen since his epic three-hour Cabinet meeting four days earlier — unusually long for someone who loves public attention as much as he does. This fueled wild and baseless rumors that the White House had been relying on body doubles, that Trump had been felled by a stroke or some other catastrophic health event, and that the whole thing was being covered up, and that it was all being hidden like something out of S

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