The New York Times reports that the FBI is looking into the attempt on Mr. Trump's life as "possible domestic terrorism."
One must ask: Are they trying to shed new light on this event, or just blowing more smoke up America's backside because that has been the FBI's specialty for at least the past eight years.
We'll know if they take the definitive step of labeling the act a "hate crime."
The weakness of narrative-tweaking is beginning to show. The amazing part is that only the elite thinking class of Americans fell for it, exactly the demographic that hangs on every word in The New York Times.
The Deplorables out there in Flyoverland delivering Froot Loops to the Piggly Wiggly and driving forklifts around the Amazon warehouse apparently never bought the narrative generated by the Media-Blob Industrial Complex. You'd hate to suppose that thinking is overrated.
Or is it just a certain kind of thinking?
Try as you might to locate some malign, overweening, scheming cabal behind all the trips laid on our country, the truth is probably much simpler: Set out on a journey defined by one lie, and then tell a lie to cover the first lie, and then another and pretty soon you're lying all over the place about everything until reality gets obliterated.
Anyway, let's talk about the Republican convention that wrapped up last night. There was a lot of talk about divine intervention at the Republican convention.
The country has witnessed a rush of seemingly providential events since the fateful night of June 27 when, to universal horror, "Joe Biden" was unmasked as The Phantom of the White House.
The attempt on Donald Trump's life Saturday, with its intimations of blob involvement, was only the latest of countless trips, hoaxes, capers and ops that smacked of demonic inspiration laid on the public, so you can't blame them for feeling that, as Tucker Carlson said last night, "God is among us now."
A huge piece of this dynamic has been the right's amazing impotence in the eight-year-long march of insults to the republic especially the failure to find relief for any of that in the courts of law, until last month when the SCOTUS finally kneecapped Democratic Party lawfare operations.
A paramount example of that impotence was being unable to find one jurisdiction willing to adjudicate election fraud in 2020 on the merit of the arguments.
But there was much more, starting with collective helplessness in the drawn-out RussiaGate psychodrama, even when all the players and their many nefarious acts were exposed by the alt-news media, and extending to the mendacious roguery of the two-year Mueller (Weissmann) Commission, followed by 51 former intel higher-ups labeling Hunter Biden's laptop "Russian disinformation, followed by Rep. Adam Schiff's Ukraine "whistleblower" prank featuring CIA/NSC/DOD/DOJ moles Eric Ciaramella, Col. Vindman and IC Inspector General Michael Atkinson and then the FBI-instigated J-6 riot with the ensuing faked-up House J-6 committee.
Then you can throw in the stupid Ukraine war, the drag queens in the kindergartens, the bumbling Durham investigation, 10 million unvetted illegal migrants flowing into the country and this year's four show trials put on to finally break Mr. Trump.
For many in this land, it has been like the classic nightmare of being paralyzed in the presence of evil. So it's no wonder that the Republicans came into their convention with a tremendous tailwind of relief when events suddenly broke their way in June.
Now everyone knows that the current president is a vindictive invalid who will be tossed overboard by his own terrified party in a matter of hours or days now. And the entire scaffold of lies supporting "Joe Biden" and his party is wobbling badly, too.
You could see it in the deranged terror of Rachel Maddow's increasingly contorted face last night as she rehearsed all the hoaxes she has helped to perpetrate, along with her mentally ill posse of Jen Psaki, Joy Reid, Nicole Wallace and the strangely mute white male Ari Melber.
It seemed that any minute Rachel's head would spin and start spewing pea soup at the camera. When will an exorcist finally pay a visit to MSNBC?
As the sun sets on "Joe Biden's" career, what's left of his campaign runs an ad in which he promises "to finish the job." Sounds kind of sinister now, doesn't it, like something a crime boss might tell his caporegimes?
And for sure the country is suffering from this three-year-plus reign of terror against common sense and common decency. The wreckage is everywhere, all over this land. "Defending our Democracy," my rear end.
The party big dawgs have paid their terminal visit to the old grifter bringing the sad news that it's over. Of course, this excites several new headaches for them. Foremost: How can "JB" bow out of the election on account of mental infirmity but still remain president?
Even if they call it something else, make some other excuse, the whole world knows now that the president is gone in the head. There are six months remaining to the end of his term and a lot of urgent issues requiring a president's attention.
You can be sure that pressure will rise to shove him out of office altogether. And it may come before the Democratic convention in late August if we want to be taken seriously by the rest of the world.
Of course, that would elevate Kamala to the White House. Would getting to be the first female president of color for six months be her consolation prize for graciously declining an automatic nomination to run in "JB's" place, so that the party can stage an "open convention" free-for-all?
Or would she better serve the party as a sacrificial goat to head the ticket and get buried in what's shaping up to be an election landslide for the Republicans? Anyway, which of the various replacement politicians Newsom, Whitmer, Pritzker, PA Gov. Shapiro really wants to squander a political future in an election that's as much a vote against the Democratic Party itself as any particular figure in it?
Let the party go down so it can be purged of Green Woke Satanic mentally ill communists and reorganized on a sane and decent basis.
But then there's always HRC. She's been lying back alertly, waiting for an opening to swoop in on her leathery wings and cast a fresh spell over the crazy women who, in recent times, comprise the party's base.
At one point, not many years ago, the party was broke and had to be bailed out by the Clinton Foundation. To what extent does that entity still own the DNC, and especially its cargo of superdelegates?
I guess we're going to find out.
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