CSotD: Truth With All Its Far Out Schemes
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Here’s the solid base on which to build what is to come: The President is desperately tossing out distractions to keep his involvement with Jeffrey Epstein from coming out.
Some of the distractions are things he wanted to do anyway, but much of it is like the chaff bombers used to toss out during WWII raids to keep enemy radar from getting a good fix on them.
It might be useful to sort the truly toxic, harmful proposals from the ridiculous, because there is a substantial difference between restoring racist sports team names and putting federal troops in the streets of our cities.
While the real issue is that, if the Epstein files didn’t condemn Trump, they’d have been released long ago.
Trump seems determined to keep tossing babies to the wolves, as long as he can keep his sleigh out of their reach, so it doesn’t matter if he is making mistakes, so long as he keeps on making them.
Washington residents have been posting pictures of their normal lives in response to Trump’s hysterical description of a city in the grip of violent young dark-skinned criminals, but those who believe whatever Dear Leader tells them won’t be swayed by that.
Stephen Miller claims that the FBI statistics are fake, that there is no decline in crime and that police and other authorities doctored the numbers to make Dear Leader look bad.
And remember that this is hardly the most amazing bit of foresight by the enemies of True Patriotism. They also planted birth announcements in Hawaiian newspapers just in case a child born in Kenya that day would one day be illegally nominated for president by a mysterious cabal of traitors in the basement of a pizza place built on a slab.
The hellscape Trump describes is nearly as frightening as the hellscape he’s constructing, and it’s crucial to differentiate between issues that must be addressed and distractions that should be ignored.
Ohman shows the District of Columbia rightly insisting that the crime spree is internal, that the calls are coming from inside the house and that he who smelt it dealt it.
Those of us in distant, untroubled regions can cluck our tongues and shake our heads, but we need to bear in mind that real people are being beaten in the streets by masked, unidentified secret police, and that real people are being kidnapped and shipped to foreign torture chambers with no phone calls, no lawyers, no hearings.
The metaphorical babies Churchill spoke of in 1901 are real people in 2025.
This is not a drill. Real people are being thrown to the wolves.
Either the White House is the crime scene or it’s the only part of America that isn’t a crime scene. If common decency doesn’t tell you which is which, common sense ought to.
But of course our national common sense was tested in November and failed. We elected a felon who had already been found guilty of sexual assault and of fraud.
That’s nothing particularly new in that. People knew Boss Tweed was corrupt, but he fell under the same bizarre category of the antihero Woody Guthrie sang about:
Yes, as through this world I’ve wandered
I’ve seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.
And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won’t never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home.
It’s nonsense: Pretty Boy Floyd was a psychotic killer who didn’t live long enough to have done the good deeds Guthrie and others ascribed to him, while a related quote, “He may be a son of a bitch, but he’s our son of a bitch” has been applied to so many villains that its origins are untraceable.
History is full of bad people converted into folk heroes and even raised to political power.
However, the fact that it has happened before doesn’t help the victims of each senseless repetition.
Some of the distractions seem unlikely to catch hold. The war on universities is, as Margulies points out, ridiculous, since the government criticizing their admissions policies has done such a jaw-dropping job of hiring nitwits, pardoned felons and flaming incompetents for its own administration.
What harm is being done to colleges is being done by schools that yield to extortion, and it’s hard to imagine their cowardice will remain policy once this bizarre portion of our history is behind us.
Ratt notes that history is written by the victors, although in this case, it’s being rewritten, under the guidance of a property lawyer who people have, as noted in this Washington Post profile, “often underestimated … because of her good looks.”
Trump doesn’t hire ugly wimmin, that’s for sure. But Halligan likes history and doesn’t like what she’s seen in museums, and, after all, she studied broadcast journalism at a college that only accepts 90% of its applicants.
The best outcome may be for the museums to put unacceptable items in storage rather than discarding them, since at some point actual historians will have to put the puzzle back together again.
Depending on how long it takes to regain control, we may need to hire them from Canada or the UK, since not only will our museums “stand corrected” but our children will have been educated with Prager videos.
Idiocracy doesn’t just happen, you know. It takes planning.
Juxtaposition of the Day
What happens tomorrow in Alaska — or possibly in Russia if you accept Dear Leader’s geography — could have a more permanent effect.
Bagley isn’t the only person to joke about Putin wanting Alaska back, and that’s unlikely, since his real goal is to dominate and humiliate Trump once again as he did in Helsinki.
But as Ramirez suggests, he has a more long-term purpose in mind, which is to gain permanent control of large portions of Ukraine, and Trump seems not only unlikely to stand in his way but eager to help him.
We can’t do much about that.
So keep your eyes on the prize.
Before you can rebuild, you must clean the place out.
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