Oscar Wilde observed that “life imitates art,” and there they were: the three grand poohbahs of social media, stone-facing the Senate Homeland Security Committee on their zoom screens like a trio of James Bond villains — Jack “Twitter” Dorsey, complete with sinister nose-ring and necromancer’s beard, Mark “Facebook” Zuckerberg, pasty and blank as a knish, and Sundar “Google” Pichai the Merciless. Only missing were the Persian cats in their laps.
They
were on-board to answer how come their monstrous information engines were
censoring the news so as to possibly influence a national election, and they
offered the confabulated fantasy that their cancellation of the Biden Family
influence-peddling story in The
New York Post, and disabling the accounts of sundry un-Woketarian
journalists, was actually a policy of “transparency.” With the election only
days away, the subtext of their demeanor was a clear “Fuck you, you can’t do
anything about it” to the American people.
Apparently
so, but their insolence may be answered by the antitrust case lately teed up
against them by the Department of Justice, especially if said election doesn’t
go exactly the way they’ve attempted to engineer it. The rest of the Woke news
media followed suit with the trio, of course, in an extraordinary affront to
the public interest. The
New York Times, CNN, and the rest of the gang completed their
metamorphosis from a free press to Orwell’s memory hole, where reality goes to
die.
But
the Biden family grifting story has a life of its own, and the story is that
the Democratic Party’s candidate for president would not survive a month in
office before being dragged through some dreadful legal proceeding as a threat
to national security, having sold himself to the rulers of several foreign
countries, all too neatly documented to ignore.
For
now, with the news media covering for him, Mr. Biden has managed to duck the
story without refuting the authenticity of the evidence, namely, troves of
genuine emails and texts between the principals of the various companies set up
(in Delaware!) by his son, Hunter Biden, naming the former vice-president as an
informed accomplice in schemes to sell his “services” to all comers. And he
came pretty cheap, too, considering that the tens of millions proffered was
mere walking-around-money to the CCP-connected Chinese billionaires, and
others, who sought the deals. They even sent Hunter a hundred-large just “to
buy a car.” (Did he get a Chevy Spark and blow the change up his nose, as was
his wont, I wonder?)
The
now infamous “Laptop from Hell” left behind brainlessly by Hunter in a Delaware
repair shop apparently contains a parallel trove of photos and videos
self-chronicling the scion’s sordid private life — sex, drugs, etc. —
suggesting that he has set himself up as the perfect target for blackmailing
operations. And goodness knows what Chinese intel on its own initiative
recorded him doing in the hotels there (with amenities supplied) on his many
visits to their land. Said laptop was also, it turns out, in the
possession of the FBI as far back as the impeachment preliminaries in Adam
Schiff’s House Intel Committee, fall of 2019. Since it was full of material
counter-evidence about the issue at hand — the president’s phone call to
Ukraine’s President Zelensky vis-a-vis the Biden family’s shady doings in that
country — the question arises of how deep was the FBI’s complicity in the
impeachment ruse?
Could
FBI Director Christopher Wray not have known of the laptop’s existence when it
came into the agency? I doubt it. Could Mr. Wray have concealed the information
from Attorney General Barr? Yes, quite possibly. In the meantime, Mr. Barr has
not said a word about the entire Biden pay-for-play / laptop extravaganza. I
imagine he’s chewing the office furniture at Main Justice in a fury over it
with the election pending, and his duty to avoid influencing the outcome. Mr.
Trump has felt a little freer to share the wicked business with the public in
his campaign appearances, setting the table for a banquet of consequences when
the election is over.
If
it can be gotten over, since the Democrats have made no secret of their
elaborate plan to confound the results with post November 3 ballot harvesting
and Lawfare shenanigans in the swing states — to be accompanied by riots staged
by their Antifa and BLM shock troops. I think the idea is to provoke Mr. Trump
to call out US troops to quell the riots, thereby opening him up to accusations
of being a tyrant. I suspect the Dems will overplay their hand on that trick,
since a sizable portion of the public that has not collectively lost its mind
is good and goddam sick of riots, arson, destruction of property, and the
looting capers that go with them. Mr. Trump has overcome every adversity thrown
in his path for four years, and I believe he will get through this final
tribulation, beep-beep. And then
the games can begin in earnest.
Mr.
Biden apparently changed his mind about “putting a lid” on the last week of his
campaign and strayed out of his basement in what looks like a desperate effort
to dispel the odium hanging over him. He might as well just paint a big “L” on
his forehead. Thursday evening, he was onstage in Tampa, angry and fulminating
to his usual sparse audience, when the skies opened. The audience peeled away
in the pouring rain and so did Joe Biden after only nineteen minutes of bitter
vituperation, the perfect picture of loserdom… Captain Queeg meets Willie
Loman… without the charm.
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