This Carbon Based Life

By David Glenn Cox

Like John Val John, the innocent man caught up in the dirty, corrupt system. The revelations about Kristi Noem’s husband leading a double life cross-dressing. The innocent man with a harmless habit is about to pay the price for the sins of others. Now, you know why Kristi Noem was fired. Someone found out. Blackmailers?

Never mind Ms. Noem and her open relationship with Corey Lewandowski. The worst-kept secret in Washington. He was her “Special” assistant. Corey worked for “her” and not for the government. Last month, in a congressional hearing, Noem was forced to admit to the impropriety. But it’s the husband who tolerated it who catches both barrels, while the instigators skate. Never mind what Corey and Kristi did. They flaunted their relationship in front of the press, opening him up to public embarrassment and ridicule.

Every relationship is different. If he wants to cross-dress, what of it? I know grown men who play with toy trains and collect Star Wars action figures, sounds harmless enough. Whatever cranks your motor. Life is too short to be unhappy over something like this. You see these families in crisis because of sexual identity in life and it’s devastating for everyone involved. Everyone that is, unless you’re openly flaunting your affair in front of the press. Then, all consideration is for one’s own political survival.

But Noem won’t survive. She was a lightning rod for arrogance and self-aggrandizement. Too clever by half. This was Kristi’s hour to shine. To make her move and break away from the boys in the pack. Already angling for higher office. This is, that was, until her sudden firing.  Noem had her crack at the big-time. And it’s strike three, you’re out! Back to the minor leagues of corporate corruption! Adjusting to her new moniker as “former” Secretary for Homeland Security.

We’re way past the railroad tracks and lost in the dystopian woods here. An administration mired in the worst predatory sex scandal in American history. An organized pedophile gang of the uber-wealthy were raping children. The Justice Department has been dragging its feet and assisting in the cover-up. Boy, a scapegoat sure would come in handy right about now. Kristi Noem’s future ex-husband is a cross-dresser! An innocent among the wolves.

Kristi is shocked, and she had no idea. Sure, I’d say the same thing. She didn’t notice? People are people; maybe she just didn’t care, or maybe they weren’t that close. But when you live in the public lens, you have to take care to keep your extracurricular activities under wraps.

“They confirmed it? Wow, well, I feel badly for the family if that’s the case, that’s too bad. I haven’t seen anything. I don’t know anything about it. That’s too bad, but I just know nothing about it.” – D.J. Trump,

I laughed, lost in the canyons of hell. It’s becoming a catchphrase for Trump, like Sargent Schultz. “But I just know nothing about it.” Where’s the beef? Colonel Hogan, I know nothing!” The issue isn’t even superficially about the president and still we get. “I didn’t do it! I know nothing about it!” Oh look, it’s raining. “I didn’t do it! I know nothing about it! It’s all Joe Biden’s fault.”

From a journalistic standpoint, it’s throwing snowballs at a speeding train. From a political standpoint, the story is already past its prime. Noem was already fired and nobody really cares what a “former” secretary’s husband does in his free time. The only reason it’s a story now is because it’s Kristi Noem’s future ex-husband, and everybody loves to hate on Kristi Noem. Noem has become a meme. The Barbie barbarian with close ups and slow-motion action shots on a rented horse. Noem has joined the ranks of Dan Quyale and Sarah Palin. Will Kristi’s future ex-husbands hobby keep Kristi from Fox News employment? The Fox News crowd doesn’t care about a plain old extramarital affair, but can they forgive cross-dressing? Jesus said nothing agin it. It’s not like he was dancing on a Sunday or watching HBO or something.

It is all part of the façade of the dystopic normalcy. The war criminals and pedophiles, the ketamine junkies and the alcoholics. The Wall Street inside traders and hangers on all shout. “Well, Will you look at that!”

Meanwhile, the king negotiates with his favorite Iranians, the cooperative ones. Oh boy, they want a deal and they want one fast; the president tells us. The other Iranians, the less cooperative ones, say Mr. Trump is negotiating with himself. No meetings have been arranged. If they really want a deal fast, what’s the hold-up? Maybe someone is lying. His reputation precedes him. The Iranians won’t negotiate with Trump or Witkoff because they are untrustworthy, and in response, Mr. Trump lies about them.

Mr. Trump is supposed to fill us in tonight in an address. But at this point, why bother? Will Donald Trump lie and misrepresent the issues? Will the entire speech turn into choreographed nonsense between Mr. Trump faux pas? In a word, yes. Donald is angry Europe and NATO won’t help us more. The administration didn’t ask for help and didn’t advise our allies beforehand. Now, after Trump gets his butt stuck on the fence, and the Europeans are supposed to drop everything and move heaven and earth just to rescue him. It’s like my mother used to say. “If the United States was about to jump off a cliff, would you?”

The President of the United States is insulting and bad-mouthing our allies like no president in American history and can’t imagine why they don’t want to help us. “You can just take the oil if you want to.”

Just imagine if you took your time machine from 1995 to 2026 for a day or so. What would you tell them when you got back? Do you think that they would believe you? They would call you crazy and lock you up.

“He killed all those people — every male.
They had offended the Deity in some way. We know what the offense was, without looking; that is to say, we know it was a trifle; some small thing that no one but a god would attach any importance to. It is more than likely that a Midianite had been duplicating the conduct of one Onan, who was commanded to “go into his brother’s wife” — which he did; but instead of finishing, “he spilled it on the ground.” The Lord slew Onan for that, for the lord could never abide indelicacy….
Some Midianite must have repeated Onan’s act, and brought that dire disaster upon his nation. If that was not the indelicacy that outraged the feelings of the Deity, then I know what it was: some Midianite had been pissing against the wall. I am sure of it, for that was an impropriety which the Source of all Etiquette never could stand. A person could piss against a tree, he could piss on his mother, he could piss on his own breeches, and get off, but he must not piss against the wall — that would be going quite too far. The origin of the divine prejudice against this humble crime is not stated; but we know that the prejudice was very strong — so strong that nothing but a wholesale massacre of the people inhabiting the region where the wall was defiled could satisfy the Deity.”  ― Mark Twain,