By David Glenn Cox
It’s emotionally taxing the trip to the far edge of reason and sanity and back. The absurd little theater of the absurd. You don’t dare laugh, but you want to. You can feel it welling up inside yourself, but you don’t dare give in to it. Is it too serious to not joke about it? But it’s just so predictable and they treat it with such solemnity and seriousness. According to Ghislaine Maxwell. Jeffery used to have these wild parties. Where they’d drink butter milk and listen to Chubby Checker records and play crazy eights for money.
And might I add, that I’m insulted. All the time in the world to practice and get her story straight. And she comes off sounding as crooked and as phony as they say she is. But surprisingly, she’s not very good at it. “Oh, no! They were always perfect gentlemen. They’d all put on funny hats and do the twist!” All those young women were being abused, but she never saw nothing! The deputy Attorney General of the United Snakes goes to interview her himself, personally.
And what do we get for our trouble? “Oh, they were all good boys!” Come on, lady! If you’re going to lie about it, at least put your heart into it. Give us something here. And then with Warren Commission thoroughness that as they say, is that. She was a couched and primered as much as any Korean War POW. She just had to deliver the lines. She didn’t have to make them sound believable.
Then, Maxwell is suddenly moved from hard time orange jumpsuit prison to Candy Land prison. Please turn down the stereo. I’m trying to practice my cello prison. No deals were struck. It was all just a big coincidence, really. Candy Land prison had an opening and just decided to take her in. But no deals were made! Ms. Maxwell is speaking freely, with nothing being offered to her. It’s all such a put-up job as to make you wonder why they even bother trying to hide it anymore. Offer = Reward.
Why not just say it out loud? We made a deal. She plays little Suzy from Sunshine valley who doesn’t know nothing about nothing. Who immediately gets promoted to Candy Land jail. Sorry, we can’t pardon you right now. You’ll have to wait at the Hilton until the heats off. Boy! I remember back in the good ole days how we used to argue about and make a fuss about the king’s quid pro quo deals. Everyone would get all heated and angry. They‘d even hold Congressional hearings about them. But today, this is just another one. Ho hum. He bought her off with a bunch of bananas and a nice soft cot. Yeah? So?
This non-reality political fairy tale. Where we pretend everything is still normal. Trump and Putin had a little summit. (Very Little) The meeting went badly, and the meeting ended early. The Administration says they’re still working behind the scenes when four Russian cruise missiles immediately targeted an American owned (CIA) coffee pot factory in Ukraine. The Vice Principal JD Vance decries an attack on US interests with “Well, those things can happen, it is a war zone.” Way to stand up for America JD! You tell em, JD! Take the gloves off, boy! Let em have it, JD!
Can you just imagine the huff and the howl if this had happened during Joe’s Biden’s term? Fox News would be apoplectic and ready to blow a gasket. “Look what Joe Biden’s done now!” American factories attacked on his watch and the big wimp does nothing!” This is a disaster! The summit went so well Putin drew a line in the sand and dared Trump to cross it by targeting an American asset. Vice Principal Vance squawks “Nobody in here but us chickens!” On a scale of one to ten, how well do you think the summit went?
So, the king of outrage goes for outrage politics. Pacifying DC and making the streets safe for authoritarian fascism. Just a dedicated distraction to take everyone’s eyes off of his failures. And Chicago, maybe you’re next! And your little dog too Baltimore! I’m going to do away with mail in voting! Impose the metric system and make the boy scouts mandatory! It is how the king deflects criticism by never talking about anything for more than three minutes. Always shooting from the lip saying something outrageous. We’re going to genetically engineer dinosaurs like Jurassic Park and turn them loose in cities run by the Democrats!
The polling is brutal; the king is about as popular as canker sores. His invasion of DC has his approval polling around 25%. With 70% disapproval! You can only imagine what the REAL polling numbers must look like. Take 10% off for the home team bounce. That puts the Administration’s approval in the teens, the mid-teens! What would the media say if Joe Biden’s approval had ever gotten that low?
Their secret is to always keep more outrage coming out as coming in. Make Epstein go away by doing something even worse! Announce a UFC cage match on the White House lawn. Maybe use the new ballroom for some down-home Roller Derby action! Get someone to jump the White House on a motorcycle! Make Hulk Hogan’s birthday a national holiday! Anything to keep you distracted from the catalog and the carnage of failure on all fronts.
Try, just try to imagine a scenario where you go to a peace summit, and you almost start another war. Now imagine if Joe Biden had done it. Cowed and complicit corporate media working overtime to convince you this isn’t the most truly unpopular regime in all of American history! No, this isn’t weird, this is normal! Understand? Normal! The President always acts like this. Epstein? Who is that? We got troops on the streets in DC and talk of adding Baltimore and Chicago and you want to talk about Epstein? At a time like this? Besides, that was way back three of four scandals ago. That’s old news by now!
In the future, events will move so fast, you won’t be able to adequately keep up with them. Lost and buried in a blizzard of nonsense information with more coming every day! Big Brother is going to increase the chocolate ration!
Thank you for reading and supporting “This Carbon-Based Life.” Kicking sand in the face of corporate media. If I do a good job, maybe they’ll put me in jail! “God bless Vespucci Land!”
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