#try again lamestream media

[ilurvjohnoliver]

JOHN OLIVER ERASURE !!

[anthonybialy]

Good Ideas About Bad People

Allegiance to ideas and not people spurs ideas about people who don’t think out anything.  A flat tax won’t betray you like alleged Republicans who realizes how much fun it is to squander what’s plundered from you.  Saviors sabotage your devotion to working for currency by making it easy to squander.

The only thing worse than worshiping individuals is worshiping these individuals.  If nothing else, this unfortunate election offers best case possible against faith in very fallible putzes.  And there is nothing else.

Doubling down on affiliation is the most telling way to avoid accepting reality.  Trump suckers will be wearing two hats by the midterms.  The lamestream media will try to divide the faithful by provoking an argument between those who overlap the bills to face in the same direction and double pointers.

Demanding allegiance is a symptom of arrogant insecurity.  If those things don’t seem to go together, you should see the party that allegedly defends property rights.  The only current Republican principle is winning, which is great unless you want to do something people who dislike our stupid government supposedly want.  Beating a party that seemed to be committing insurance fraud feels like a rather hollow victory considering the next appalling Democrat will be able to gesture at everything that happens yet again.

Banana Republic offers better fits.  A Third World kleptocracy demands pledging allegiance to a person, which is a novel take on the grade school recitation.  Proclaiming that black and gold are the classiest colors is the only path to proving loyalty.  It used to be about some country.

Principles don’t change even when unprincipled connivers do.  Republicans suddenly decided free trade makes everyone poor.  Meanwhile, Democrats oppose government taking its vig from nefarious mutually voluntary trade because Trump loves tariffs like adultery.  I hope they’ll start hating massive government spending because he adores it.

Adulating bad ideas is no better than unpleasant overlords.  Congregants must always resist the temptation of subscribing to wretched notions.  The worst notions always need slick salesmen, which they think apply to worthwhile goods, too.  Amazing schemes to reform society in Barack Obama’s image only fail because conglomerates charge more just because money is worth less.  Liberals invariably think the issue with each of their failures is insufficient funding.  Fork over more if you want to be rich.

Modern sophisticated cults replaced antiquated notions of creating wealth by offering value.  You might think an alleged personal corporate behemoth would encourage more innovation. But he’s selling only his name in case you haven’t noticed since 1984. Seeing who’s foolish enough to buy has been a depressing hobby for a few too many decades.

Waiting for goods to fall from the sky shows a true devotion to the faith.  It’s tough to maintain cargo cult membership when fuel’s too expensive to drive to the airport.  True disciples remain undeterred that there’s not much of the former even despite dedication to the latter.  Members are disappointed in themselves because they obviously aren’t ardent enough, as a government run by whoever wins one office would otherwise meet everyone’s needs for as long as we believed hard.

Praise based on a calculation may not be genuine.  The creator knows.  It’s not fun to debate whether it’s better to think a repulsive example of humanity is dreamily competent or if adherents just seek to get on the good side of false prophets.  Ask who the bad guy was in 300 for amusing confusion.  Weak fools know cheering for the one demanding kneeling is a show of power.

You might think the alleged ultimate business titan would be encouraging others to innovate their way to fortune.  That’s because you don’t have an awesome name to slap on trash, including his campaign.  Submission is an odd way to inspire.  Do as commanded so you don’t challenge your golden idol by doing something productive.

Tracking who insulted their miserable guardian nurses the sort of grudges that surely lead to bliss.  A focus on who’s genuflected properly is preferable when the goal is domination.  Republicans who shriek how no dissenters are conservative naturally defend Social Security and Medicare not just because their liberal lion defends it but also as part of their commitment to relying on having needs met by their supposed protector.

Jonestown residents would be mortified by voters’ dedication to messianic twits.  The worst possible choice of choices is particularly regrettable at a time when you can order any earthly cuisine you’d like to your door so you don’t have to pause whichever of 17.3 million streaming services you choose to put on Friends in the background.  Parties couldn’t try harder to conduct an experiment showing zealotry’s downsides.  It’s the only thing at which they’re skilled.

Tracking who refused to kowtow sufficiently is just for unity.  We all must concentrate our hardest to help our chosen king with sweet vibes.  Dissenters ruin utopia for the fervent.  Maintaining tiresome grudges against humans with enough dignity to not prostrate themselves in front of a smirking buffoon shows how much progress we’ve made.  Forget optimism, which is as foreign a historical notion as less debt.

[curious161]

Thats ok. We know there are about 30% of the people who, still have their head so far up china joes ass that they cant see the damage to America he (china joe) has caused. And the main reason they cant or dont want to see it is, because of the demonrat owned lamestream media. We know that 80 - 99% of TRUE PATRIOTIC AMERICANS, realize that Trump is the ONLY man that is trying to expose the deepstate corruption and Make America Great Again !

[worldofwardcraft]

The unraveling of Mr. Trump.

December 29, 2022

When Attorney General Merrick Garland appointed a Special Counsel to prosecute him, Donald Trump responded with a barrage of unhinged rants and over-the-top attacks. There then followed the House January 6 Committee referring him to the Justice Department on four (count 'em) federal felonies and the state of New York preparing to dismantle his corrupt business empire. Add in the ongoing investigations of his criminal behavior in Georgia and New York, plus the defamation lawsuit brought by E. Jean Carroll, and it's no wonder Trump is completely coming apart at the seams.

According to The Washington Post, ever since his announcement he was running again for president was met with a reaction that was, to be generous, lackluster, he has been "increasingly isolated" in his Mar-a-Lago hidey-hole. The Post went on to report that Trump is surrounded by just a couple of "sycophants," one of whom regularly phones around to ask his allies to call Trump to "boost his spirits with positive affirmations."

But the occasional pep talk from a pal can only go so far in alleviating Trump's psychological deterioration. Which is why his downward mental spiral was on full display over the weekend in a series of splenetic tantrums posted on his failing Twitter knock-off, Truth Social. Mostly, he continued to display his unceasing fury that the 2020 election was "rigged" and "stolen" from him. But he also has other manias. Here he is on Christmas Eve.

Merry Christmas to EVERYONE, including the Radical Left Marxists that are trying to destroy our Country, the Federal Bureau of Investigation that is illegally coercing & paying Social and LameStream Media to push for a mentally disable Democrat over the Brilliant, Clairvoyant, and USA LOVING Donald J. Trump, and, of course, The Department of Injustice, which appointed a Special "Prosecutor" who, together with his wife and family, HATES "Trump" more than any other person on earth. LOVE TO ALL!

He followed this message of goodwill toward men with an outburst of demented harangues on Christmas Day about how criminals are pouring in on the southern border, how great everything was when he was president (but "today, we are a nation in decline, a failing nation!") and how awful the House select committee is.

Like some mad King Lear raging on a wind-blown heath, Trump now spends much of his non-golfing time crafting these psychotic ravings. Which prompted Harvard law professor Laurence Tribe to suggest that if Trump were to be indicted, his lawyers should have him "plead insanity." Sounds like good advice.

[cyclone-rachel]

thoughts on The Boys

season 3, episode 4

oh boy here we go

he’s not even singing

poor MM

blatant lies, Butcher

I don’t think this is going to be the end

why, do you want superpowers too, Hughie?

he’d do it, I believe him

oh boy, this guy again

he’d definitely call it the “Lamestream media”

oh fuck this Qanon bullshit

are you saying you’re Homelander’s dad?

He won’t like that

Are you sure?

oh Zoe’s gonna die

wait are they actually in Russia

I still don’t know what that means

He got it from Hughie, I’m sure

But why do you want her?

I hope he doesn’t react too badly

I do really like them

gross

Oh, he’s worrying

I’m sure she can

None of your goddamn business

I love Starlight so much

Who’s Blue Hawk

Is it really?

Is that not a performative activist thing

Oh dear

I’m sure this is a reference to something I haven’t seen

okay now it’s Russia time

reminder that I love Karen Fukuhara’s face

SWORD SWORD SWORD

thank god

oh good for you

she will fistfight homelander herself if she has to

oooooooh no, not feeling good about this

but Starlight is with him now too

nooooooo

that’s a lot of graffiti

well that’s just rude

I’m sure it’ll be something

aw hell yeah, Kimiko

she can do it

no good deed, will he do, again…

HELL YEAH

big Helena “I am not your weapon” vibes

well fuck you, butcher

they have to play that song again?

no, Mark Grayson is Invincible

Are you sure?

yeah no he’s gonna die too

Oh nooooo

gosh

glad you admit it

I love her

You have to say that?

Like a certain other guy with a big tower in new york?

Do you think Homelander cares

He’s repeating Cassandra’s talking points

What’s she up to

nothingburger is a fun word

geez

I can’t believe she repeated that

You just joined back up

Finally, someone says it

Is this an A-train redemption arc?

Eagle the Rapper, jesus

oh my god

YEAH

Way to kick him while he’s down while not actually doing that

I don’t think he cares anymore

is he gonna tell him about the plan

YES

why are you watching that again

Of course

Thank you, MM

That’s nice

Are they ever going to explain why he calls them that

Kimiko my love

Jesus christ

Oh damn

WHAT

thank god

He sure does

wait what?

fucking hell, homelander

very pointed use of the word “straight”

Stop trying to make that a thing

oh are we in the girlboss Ashley era too

gosh

she’s not happy

I love them

oh honey

Kimiko is right though

Butcher won’t let that happen

is Homelander the- oh of course he is

And how do you know?

Neuman/Kimiko parallels?

what is he talking about

god I hate needles

oooh the slow pan up to his glowing eyes is very cool

butcher/maeve parallels too?

You tell him, Stan

YES

oh no

this poor girl

Guess that’s not hard

what if they grab the wrong thing?

I can guess

oh dear

murder hamster!

good lord

why is Hughie naked

so he has super-speed? very ironic that he has the same power as the guy who killed his girlfriend

love how even kimiko’s like “no.”

here he is

Two flat bare asses in this episode

oh noooooo

is she okay

fuck fuck fuck

she can’t be dead

dammit, Homelander

Is it really?

This isn’t for the cameras

is he going to push her

wait is he really dead

Maeve’s okay, right

fuck you, asshole

[kjack89]

Christmas Wish

Modern AU, E/R, established relationship, misunderstandings with a happy ending. Because sometimes you have to make your own entirely self-indulgent Christmas present :)

“A young boy has just come running out of the park...Let me see if I can get a comment...Did you see anything?”

“It's the real Santa! His sleigh can't fly cause nobody believes in him!”

“Now, this is feeling more and more like some kind of elaborate Christmas hoax.”

“Typical,” Combeferre said dismissively over the sound of Elf playing from the TV in Courfeyrac’s living room as all of Les Amis lounged around, ostensibly watching the film, which was one of their holiday traditions. “The mainstream media agenda at work, propping up a capitalist system by decreasing belief in Santa Claus.”

Grantaire snorted and shifted from where he was lying on the couch, his feet propped up on Bossuet and his head resting in Enjolras’s lap. “I realize that you deny nothing, which apparently extends to Santa Claus, but I don’t think you can dismiss lack of belief in the Big Guy as a media coverup.”

“Besides, all you need is to call it the ‘lamestream’ media and you’ll sound more like a QAnon supporter than anything else,” Jehan added blithely, ignoring the wounded noise that Combeferre made at the insinuation.

“You take that back—” he started, but Courfeyrac elbowed him.

“Shh,” he scolded, “I’m trying to watch.”

Combeferre rubbed his ribs and grimaced. “Right, because we haven’t seen this movie a hundred times before,” he muttered.

Courfeyrac ignored him as the kid in the movie flipped through Santa’s book. 

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Charlotte Dennon, New York 1.”

“Lemme see...Charlotte Dennon wants a ‘Tiffany engagement ring, and for your boyfriend to stop dragging his feet and commit already’!”

Courfeyrac cackled and for some reason twisted around to smirk at Grantaire. “Looks like the film writers cribbed from Grantaire’s Christmas list for that one,” he teased.

Most of the other Amis laughed at that, though Enjolras frowned, his hand stilling from where he had been running it through Grantaire’s hair. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, and Grantaire squirmed, trying to get Enjolras to resume stroking his hair.

Courfeyrac arched an eyebrow at him. “It means that you and Grantaire have been dating for, what, five years now?” he said, as if the answer were obvious. 

“Off and on,” Enjolras said, feeling defensive even if he wasn’t entirely sure why.

“Right, so five years of dating, and you’ve been living together for two years now…” Courfeyrac trailed off and Enjolras just stared blankly at him. “Do I really need to spell it out for you?”

“Leave it alone,” Joly said, a little sharply. “Not everyone wants to be married and live in the suburbs with two point five kids, a dog, and a white picket fence.”

“Though to be fair, there is nothing wrong with wanting that,” Cosette piped up, patting Marius’s hand loyally.

Marius glanced at her. “Is the point five part of the kids negotiable at least?”

Bahorel cleared his throat. “Can we please,” he started, an unspoken threat clear in every word, “go back to watching the damn movie?”

Everyone fell silent, all remembering far too well the Sound of Music fist fight of 2016, where Bahorel took Jehan’s then-boyfriend outside to beat him up for mocking the movie. The rest of the movie passed in relative silence, and once it was over, everyone took their leave. 

“Merry Christmas Eve Eve,” Courfeyrac said as he held the door open for Enjolras and Grantaire. Combeferre cleared his throat pointedly from behind him and Courfeyrac reluctantly added, “And, uh, sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Grantaire said easily, giving Courfeyrac a one-armed hug before he and Enjolras left.

But Enjolras was not so quick to forget, and he was silent as they walked towards their place, the chilly December night lending itself better to walking than waiting for an Uber. After the silence between them had stretched for several minutes, Enjolras glanced over at Grantaire, who sighed. “Don’t,” he said warningly, and Enjolras scowled.

“Don’t what?” he asked defensively.

“Don’t even start.”

Enjolras’s scowl deepened. “I have no idea—”

Grantaire raised an eyebrow at him. “You weren’t going to bring up what Courfeyrac said?” he asked pointedly.

“No,” Enjolras said immediately, and when Grantaire just gave him a look, he sighed and amended, “Ok, yes, I was, but—”

“But Courfeyrac has a shitty sense of humor sometimes,” Grantaire interrupted with forced levity. “That doesn’t mean we need to ruin our Christmas Eve Eve by indulging his idiotic fantasies.”

Enjolras glanced at his watch. “Technically, it’s now actually Christmas Eve.”

“And that’s not the point.”

Enjolras made a face. “No, it’s not,” he agreed, hesitating before giving Grantaire a sideways glance. “And you’re not normally that rude about our friends. At least, not behind their backs. You’re plenty rude to their faces.”

Grantaire didn’t quite meet Enjolras’s eyes. “Yeah, well, our friends normally know better than to stir up things that they shouldn’t,” he muttered.

Enjolras seized the opportunity. “Since it has been stirred up—” he started, and Grantaire snorted.

“Hell of a segue.”

“—I think it’s something we should talk about,” Enjolras finished doggedly.

Grantaire groaned. “Must we?”

Enjolras gave him a look. “Is there a reason you don’t want to?”

“Answering a question with a question,” Grantaire said sourly. “That’s a neat trick.”

Enjolras nudged him. “So is deflection.”

Grantaire sighed. “Fine. The reason I don’t want to is because it’s Christmas. And we’re supposed to be, y’know, holly jolly and shit.”

“Holly jolly and shit,” Enjolras repeated, a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. “Well that certainly captures the festive mood.”

But Grantaire didn’t seem amused. “You know what I mean.”

“So why do you think talking about this will ruin the holly jolly mood you’ve clearly gone to great lengths to cultivate?” Enjolras asked mildly.

“Because I don’t think this conversation is going to have the outcome you’re hoping for.”

Grantaire delivered the words bluntly, but Enjolras didn’t flinch. “Because you want us to get married and I don’t,” he guessed, less a question than a statement.

To his surprise, Grantaire barked a laugh. “No,” he said, with actual amusement, “quite the opposite.”

Enjolras stopped in his tracks. “Wait, you don’t want to get married?” he asked, a little stupidly.

“Absolutely not.”

Enjolras hesitated. “Like, you don’t want to get married to me, or you don’t want to get married at all?”

It was Grantaire’s turn to stop in his tracks, turning to face Enjolras, something urgent in his expression. “I love you.”

Enjolras looked warily at him. “I know, and I love you, too. But why—”

Grantaire shook his head. “I just don’t want you to go into this conversation that you insist on having with any kind of doubt in your mind about that.”

Enjolras’s expression softened. “I never would doubt that,” he said, tugging Grantaire close and pressing a kiss to his temple. “So you love me, and I love you, and like Courfeyrac said, we’ve been dating for years, living together for years...isn’t marriage the next logical step?”

“For some people, sure,” Grantaire said with a shrug. “But that doesn’t mean it needs to be for us.”

“Because you don’t want to get married.”

Grantaire arched an eyebrow. “Are you telling me that you do want to get married?”

“No,” Enjolras said, a little too quickly, and he winced. “I mean, not because of you. If I were to marry anyone, it would be you. I’m just...not big on the institution of marriage, the perpetuation of the patriarchy, certain segments of the gay community acting like marriage equality was the end of the fight for equal rights…” He trailed off. “But you know all of that.”

“I sure do.”

Enjolras frowned slightly. “So is that why you don’t want to get married? Because you think I don’t want to?”

Again Grantaire laughed, and again, it took Enjolras by surprise. “Enjolras, believe me, if I wanted to be married to you, we’d be married, whether you wanted to or not.”

Enjolras stared at him. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“I mean that you’re historically terrible at denying me something that you think I really want,” Grantaire said easily. “Which is probably a consent issue that we should discuss more some time, but that’s not really the point.”

It wasn’t, so Enjolras didn’t press it. “So you really just don’t want to marry me?”

“Not so much, no,” Grantaire agreed.

“But...this is – this is a forever thing for me,” Enjolras said, before hesitating. “You know that, right?”

“Of course,” Grantaire said instantly.

“And don’t you want this forever too?”

Grantaire grinned at him. “There is absolutely nothing I want more.”

“Then why…?”

Grantaire sighed and looked away. “This is why I didn’t want to talk about this at Christmas,” he said. “Total mood killer.” Enjolras didn’t smile and Grantaire sighed again. “I don’t want to be married to you because if we were married, you would never divorce me, or walk away, no matter how much you might want to.”

“I—” Enjolras started, but he couldn’t seem to find any words to say to that.

Grantaire arched an eyebrow. “Am I wrong?”

As much as Enjolras wanted to tell him that he was, he knew better than to try. “No.”

Grantaire nodded. “Because when you make a promise, you keep it. It’s just who you are.” His tone turned fond. “Too damned stubborn to admit defeat, no matter how much you should.”

Enjolras frowned. “Ok, but again, isn’t that what you want?”

“No.”

“I don’t understand.”

Grantaire cocked his head slightly. “You think that I would want you locked into a marriage, which is an institution you don’t even believe in, just so that you could never leave me?”

“I—” Enjolras broke off, flustered. “Honestly, I’m not sure how to answer that.”

“Wise man. I don’t want you to be with me because you have to be with me. I want to know that you are with me because you want to be, not because you made some arbitrary vow.” Enjolras opened his mouth to interrupt but Grantaire didn’t let him. “I want to wake up every day in your arms and know without a question of a doubt that you could walk away any time you wanted, but that you choose to stay. That’s what I want. And I’d like to think that’s what you want, too.”

For a long moment, Enjolras was silent, staring at Grantaire as if he’d never quite seen him before. “Well,” he finally managed around the lump in his throat, “when you put it like that...”

He didn’t even bother trying to finish his sentence, just cupping Grantaire’s cheek with one mittened hand and kissing him deeply. Grantaire returned the kiss with equal enthusiasm, balling his hands in Enjolras’s red coat.

They stayed that way for a long time, long enough that when they pulled away from each other, they both immediately looked up at the sky. “Is that snow?” Enjolras asked stupidly.

But Grantaire just laughed, and Enjolras smiled at him. “What?” he asked.

“We are kissing in the snow on Christmas Eve,” Grantaire said, grinning up at the flakes swirling from the sky. “If this were a very different story, you’d get down on one knee right now and ask me to marry you, and we’d have a happily ever after for Christmas straight out of a Hallmark movie.”

“If Hallmark wasn’t a bunch of homophobic cowards, anyway,” Enjolras grumbled good naturedly.

Grantaire just laughed and shook his head. “You know what I mean.”

“I do,” Enjolras said, grinning, and without warning, he took a step back from Grantaire before kneeling down on one knee. “And you’ve just given me an idea.”

“What are you doing?” Grantaire asked, staring at him. “Did you seriously just not listen to a word I said, or…?”

“Grantaire,” Enjolras said, “I absolutely listened to everything you’ve said, because I love listening to you talk. I love everything about you. You don’t want to get married. I don’t want to get married. And I know better than to make a promise to you, even if you deserve all the promises in the world. But it is Christmas, and it’s snowing, and I love you more than anyone in the world. So Grantaire, I have to ask – will you not marry me?”

“You are such a fucking dork,” Grantaire said, exasperatedly. “Of course I will not marry you.”

“Good,” Enjolras said, satisfied, and he stood up, kissing Grantaire once more before taking his hand. :Now let’s go home. I want to make love to the love of my life.:

“Romantic,” Grantaire said with a snort, but he was grinning.

“Whom I will never marry,” Enjolras added.

“You sure know how to woo a boy,” Grantaire said wryly, still grinning, and he leaned in and kissed Enjolras’s cheek. “Merry Christmas, Enjolras.”

Enjolras wrapped his arm around Grantaire’s waist, turning to kiss Grantaire lightly on top of his head. “Merry Christmas, Grantaire,” he whispered.

[reading-writing-revolution]

Heather Cox Richardson:

July 30, 2020 (Thursday)

Today juxtaposed the worst of America and its best.

The day began with the news that, as bad as we expected the second-quarter’s economic news to be, it was worse. Gross domestic product (GDP) which measures good and services produced, fell 9.5%, equal to a 32.9% annual rate of decline. The last three months have been the worst since economists began keeping track. NPR noted that “The economic shock in April, May and June was more than three times as sharp as the previous record — 10% in 1958.” The last three months wiped out the economic growth of the past five years. And that crisis is despite the fact the government has pumped trillions into an attempt to shore up the economy.

Also in the news was the story that Herman Cain, a prominent Trump supporter and former candidate for the 2012 Republican presidential nomination, has died of Covid-19. Cain was co-chair of “Black Voices for Trump,” the Trump campaign’s outreach to Black voters, and attended Trump’s June 20 indoor rally in Tulsa, Oklahoma without a mask. The 74-year-old was hospitalized with Covid-19 in early July.

Then Trump tweeted: “With Universal Mail-In Voting (not Absentee Voting, which is good), 2020 will be the most INACCURATE & FRAUDULENT Election in history. It will be a great embarrassment to the USA. Delay the Election until people can properly, securely and safely vote???"

Trump’s tweet was incorrect, of course: mail-in voting and absentee voting are exactly the same thing, and there is no evidence that they create voter fraud. The first secretary of Homeland Security, Tom Ridge, a Republican who served under President George W. Bush, recently told ABC News: “There is absolutely no antecedent, no factual basis for [Trump’s] claim of massive fraud in mail voting.”

The president has no authority to delay the timing of an election, which is set by federal law. An act of Congress could change that date, but it is unlikely the Democratic House of Representatives would do so.

The tweet was pretty transparently an attempt to distract from the dire economic news, the death of Herman Cain, the outrage over yesterday’s announcement that he is withdrawing 12,500 U.S. troops from Germany, and Representative John Lewis’s funeral, where three former presidents were giving eulogies and he was not even going to attend. It also advanced his attempt to sow doubt about the safety of the 2020 election.

But at a hearing before the Senate Foreign Relations Committee to defend his politicization of the State Department, Secretary of State Mike Pompeo threw gas on the fire. When asked by Senator Tim Kaine (D-VA), “Can a president delay the November presidential election, Mr. Secretary?,” Pompeo answered, “Senator, I’m not going to enter a legal judgment on that on the fly this morning.” Surprised, Kaine listed Pompeo’s impressive legal training, then asked again. Pompeo replied: “In the end, the Department of Justice, and others, will make that legal determination. We all should want–I know you do, too, Senator Kaine–want to make sure to have an election that everyone is confident in.”

“NO. THEY. WON’T,” University of Texas Law Professor Steve Vladeck tweeted before listing the relevant laws. Still, one legal expert noted that it was possible Attorney General William Barr was giving the administration different advice. “Because this is not a thing he can do unilaterally or lawfully, the Justice Department should disclose any formal advice or guidance to the contrary,” Christian Farias tweeted.

Trump perhaps misjudged the reaction to his suggestion that the election be postponed. After all, in May, Trump’s son-in-law Jared Kushner floated the idea of delaying the election, and reaction was muted (When asked about whether or not it could be held on schedule because of the pandemic, he said: “I’m not sure I can commit one way or the other, but right now that’s the plan.”) Today, though, the outcry was universal. In the New York Times, a co-founder of the rightwing Federalist Society and formerly staunch Trump supporter Steven G. Calabresi called the tweet “fascist,” and said it is “grounds for the president’s immediate impeachment again by the House of Representatives and his removal from office by the Senate.

By afternoon, Trump was trying to pass off the tweet—which he had briefly pinned to the top of his timeline—as an attempt to protect the vote. “Glad I was able to get the very dishonest LameStream Media to finally start talking about the RISKS to our Democracy from dangerous Universal Mail-In-Voting (not Absentee Voting, which I totally support!).” His campaign said he was just asking a question.

Other stories continued to drop.

Vanity Fair ran an article by Katherine Eban about how the administration fumbled the ball so badly on its response to the coronavirus pandemic, noting that Trump’s son-in-law Jared Kushner was the key decision maker in the process, and that his team first set up, and then dropped, a plan for national coordination to fight the virus. They abandoned the plan after Trump began to downplay the virus out of concern that it would hurt his chances for reelection, and because it appeared the virus was largely confined to cities. According to one public health expert who worked with Kushner’s team “The political folks believed that because it was going to be relegated to Democratic states, that they could blame those governors, and that would be an effective political strategy.”

This afternoon, we learned that in December 2019, Representative Devin Nunes (R-CA), a member of the House Intelligence Committee, received a package of “information” about Joe Biden from Andrii Derkach, a Ukrainian lawmaker linked to Putin. Derkach claims to have sent packages to Senator Chuck Grassley (R-Iowa) and Senator Lindsay Graham (R-SC), as well as former White House chief of staff Mick Mulvaney, but it appears there is actually a shipping receipt for the package to Nunes.

The Senate adjourned today until Monday at 3:00, although federal unemployment benefits that have added $600 weekly to state unemployment benefits expire tomorrow. Republicans have been unable to agree on a bill. They tried to pass a week’s extension of the $600 benefit, but Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumer (D-NY) blocked it, while Republicans blocked Schumer’s effort to pass a full bill.

Tonight, a judge ordered nearly 2000 documents from the 2015 defamation civil lawsuit of Virginia Giuffre against Ghislaine Maxwell, the companion of Jeffrey Epstein, accused of sex trafficking of young girls, to be made public. The documents claim that retired Harvard law professor, Alan Dershowitz, raped Giuffre repeatedly.

The news today was awful… except when it wasn’t.

Today, Representative John Lewis’s family and friends held his funeral in Atlanta, Georgia, where they remembered the civil rights icon with speeches honoring his conviction, courage, and compassion. Lewis’s life, former President Barack Obama said, “vindicated the faith in our founding, redeemed that faith, that most American of ideas: The idea that any of us, ordinary people without rank or wealth or title or fame, can somehow point out the imperfections of this nation and come together and challenge the status quo.” Lewis, he said, would someday be considered a founding father of a “fuller, fairer, better America.”

Still, it was to Representative Lewis that the last word fell. In a New York Times op-ed he wrote to be published the day of his funeral, he gave us a benediction:

“Democracy is not a state. It is an act, and each generation must do its part to help build what we called the Beloved Community, a nation and world society at peace with itself.”

“Ordinary people with extraordinary vision can redeem the soul of America by getting in what I call good trouble, necessary trouble. Voting and participating in the democratic process are key.”

“Though I may not be here with you, I urge you to answer the highest calling of your heart and stand up for what you truly believe. In my life I have done all I can to demonstrate that the way of peace, the way of love and nonviolence is the more excellent way. Now it is your turn to let freedom ring.”

[trumptweettrack]

Wed Oct 07, 2020 10:18:38 AM EDT

He’s been a wacko for years, and everyone knows it. The Lamestream Media is stuck with him and they are just now trying to clean up his act. Notice how all of the bad things, like his very low IQ, are no longer reported? Fake News! #MAGA https://t.co/LU2o2m7CSs

-Some random staffer (possibly Dan Scavino), on behalf of President Donald J. Trump

Our Analysis

This is fake news tweet 834. Words used to have meaning. See all the fake news tweets at http://trumptweettrack.com/fakenews.html There is a 21% chance that Donald Trump wrote this tweet himself.

This is tweet number 944 mentioning the fake/lame/mainstream news media from @realdonaldtrump -- 923 since inauguration. This is tweet number 834 mentioning 'Fake News' from @realdonaldtrump -- 824 since inauguration. This is tweet number 823 mentioning 'Make America Great Again' from @realdonaldtrump -- 483 since inauguration. This is tweet number 82 mentioning 'Lamestream' Media from @realdonaldtrump -- 82 since inauguration.

Word probabilities: 40/59 (Trump/Staff) Time probabilities: 26/73 (Trump/Staff) Metadata probabilities: 9/90 (Trump/Staff) Posted at: Wed Oct 7 10:18:38 2020 EDT [Link] Tweet Source: Twitter for iPhone

The most informative terms in this tweet were: years (Trump, 2.5:1), everyone (Other, 1.2:1), knows (Trump, 2.2:1), media (Trump, 9.0:1), trying (Trump, 7.0:1), act (Trump, 1.4:1), notice (Trump, 3.3:1), bad (Trump, 4.2:1), things (Trump, 4.6:1), like (Trump, 3.1:1), low (Trump, 2.5:1), longer (Trump, 7.0:1), ? (Trump, 2.2:1), fake (Trump, 27.7:1), news (Trump, 7.2:1), ! (Trump, 1.3:1), #maga (Other, 8.4:1)

A computer sees the following emotions in this tweet (NRC): {'joy': 1, 'positive': 1, 'trust': 1, 'anger': 1, 'disgust': 1, 'fear': 1, 'negative': 2, 'sadness': 1}

Grade level of this tweet (Flesch-Kincaid): 3.3

[anythingmaddow]

There was a moment on Saturday afternoon when President Trump stood on a rooftop in Florida for what could have been a sorely needed moment of national unity. A made-in-the-U.S.A. spacecraft was about to blast off from Cape Canaveral, bound for the International Space Station with astronauts aboard, the first time an American craft had done so in nine years. Trump was so eager to witness the launch that he had flown to Florida twice, first for a scrubbed effort, on Wednesday, and then a return, on Saturday. In the short time between launch attempts, the country, already struggling with the death of a hundred thousand Americans from covid-19 and concurrent economic devastation, had exploded over the police killing of George Floyd. Captured on video, the horrific act in Minneapolis led to days of protest, chaos, and looting. When Trump arrived in Cape Canaveral, though, he seemed to want a campaign ad, not a moment of American reconciliation, and soon after he walked onto the rooftop, the song “Macho Man,” by the Village People, a staple of his campaign rallies, began blaring from the speakers. The spectacle of a florid disco tribute to the President at such a time could not have been more discordant, or the message clearer: it’s all about Trump. It always is.

Trump loves such theatrical displays of Presidential power. He believes that you project strength by proclaiming it—that if you say you are macho, then you are. But, on this violent, tragic weekend for America, there was no narcissistic photo op that could obscure the reality that he is a deeply unpopular, deeply insecure politician, who is struggling, as never before, to lead his divided country. A few hours later on Saturday, after Trump flew back to Washington from Florida, he retreated for the night behind the high walls of his fortified executive mansion, defended from an angry crowd by a heavily armed swarm of riot police and National Guardsmen. For twelve hours, Trump said and tweeted nothing, as the fires raged outside, and as the “American carnage” of his strange, apocalyptic Inaugural Address finally seemed to become manifest in televised images of a country at war with itself and plagued, once again, by its long and awful history of racism and police abuse. Trump did not offer new versions of his race-baiting tweets of Saturday morning, about “vicious dogs” and tough-guy tactics, to stop the riots. Nor did he mention the pro-Trump crowd of counter-protesters he had sought to summon that morning to the White House, but which had entirely failed to materialize. The Macho Man did not seem so alpha anymore.

Protestors demonstrating outside of the White House with one holding a sign that reads No Justice No Peace RIP George Floyd

On Saturday, Donald Trump retreated behind the high walls of his fortified executive mansion, defended from a crowd of protesters by a swarm of riot police and National Guardsmen.Photograph by Michael A. McCoy

By midday Sunday, of course, Trump was back to being Trump, even as the piles of broken glass were still being swept away from the front of expense-account restaurants and fancy hotels and A.T.M. machines in the blocks around the White House. As joggers snapped pictures of the fresh “Fuck Trump” graffiti across the street, the President was back to fulminating on Twitter about the “Lamestream Media” and “FAKE NEWS.” He was blaming the mayor of Minneapolis and “radical Left Anarchists” for the nation’s troubles, chiding leaders of “Democrat run Cities and States,” and mocking his November opponent, “Sleepy Joe” Biden. He was claiming legal power that he does not have to designate the loosely organized, leftist Antifa movement as a terrorist organization. He was back, in other words, to being the almighty President of his public conjurings, the fulminating would-be autocrat who loves nothing more than to ramble on about his “absolute right” to do just about anything, whether he has that right or not.

But the silent, hunkered-down Trump of America’s ruinous Saturday night is no less real than the Sunday-afternoon Twitter bully Trump, who has monopolized our public stage for the last five years. His desire to be the omnipresent macho man of our public life obscures his very real impotence in the face of indisputable events, like the killing of an innocent black man—or the outbreak of a deadly once-in-a-century pandemic. Now seems to be a rare instance when the hard cold unpleasant facts of what is happening in America have intruded in a most unwelcome way on the Trump Presidency. He is lagging in the polls five months before the Presidential election and, despite trying desperately for the last two and a half months, he has not succeeded in distracting Americans from the awful new normal imposed on our society by the coronavirus and his Administration’s botched handling of it.

We don’t know yet how the last few days will reshape Trump or his Presidency. Is this the beginning of a long, hot summer of discord in our cities that will cause a white American backlash of the sort that Trump has long encouraged and embraced? In the past, Trump has shamelessly stoked racial discord and divisiveness for political gain. He is expert at blame-shifting and dog-whistling. In his tweets on Sunday afternoon, he was already conjuring the spirit of Richard Nixon in 1968 to call for “law and order” as another long night of mayhem looms. He may briefly hunker down in his White House bunker, but he has never done so for long. If this crisis is like any of the many others in his life, Trump will talk and tweet and tweet and talk no matter how many Americans wish he would just shut up. Irrefutable events, however, are piling up on the Trump Presidency, and, although it is only May, 2020 has already given us an impeachment trial, a deadly plague, and the biggest economic collapse since the Great Depression. We can now add the worst riots in a generation to this election year’s grim bid for the history books. Will that finally be enough to silence Donald Trump?

[d-exclamation]

"We could even call it the MPAA, I dunno. I think it's a good name. Not as good as Trump's ratings--we always have the best ratings--but great name, great name...great arachnonym... You know, some people say acronym but they're wrong. That's just the lamestream media trying to change words to make other words not politically correct. They've got everyone in their pocket: Mary and Webster, Oxford English dictio--you know, why do we need Oxford, really? This is America. We speak ENGLISH here, not whatever they speak in Britain. Great Britain. Not really that great, really. They've got a group trying to make Britain great again. You heard of this thing called Brexit? No one's talking about it, why is no one talking about it? Trying to break off from the EU. Maybe they can do it, who knows. No one really know, but I think they can. I think they can, you know because America already did that. You know, Sam Adams, John Adams--a lot of Adamses. Founding fathers. Constitution. You know, I think it was Ben Franklin who first thought up a rating system for movies, just no one had heard of it until I said it here today. Great man, great President."

[exxar1]

Episode 4: Waking Up

11/14/2020

Good morning, folks. As I write this, I’m sitting in my living room, listening to an Apple music channel of classic Christmas carols, while late morning sunshine streams through my front window. I have just finished putting laundry in the dryer and washing the few dishes in the sink that piled up during the week. My McDonald’s iced coffee is almost gone, and I’m feeling ready to face the day.

I have a couple hours before I have to start getting ready for work, so there’s not a lot of time to hammer out this blog entry. I don’t have a lot to say for this episode, but I have been feeling somewhat strange for the last couple weeks. Not ‘strange’ in the physical sense, but ‘strange’ as in ‘there’s something happening with me that I can’t quite explain’.

And now I’m going to try to explain what I’m talking about.

Per my usual work routine, I spend 5 ½ hours every morning, Monday through Friday, in the lobby of Walmart, greeting customers and making sure everyone is wearing their face mask. And, as usual, I have nothing but my own thoughts and the occasional conversation with co-workers to keep me company. But mostly just my own thoughts. And boy, my brain lately will just not shut down – or even go into standby mode. It seems that all I can do lately is just think, think, think. Here’s a sample of what tumbles through my head from morning until night every day:

·      Is the ballot recounts for the national election close to being done? Will Trump retain his presidency (I hope), or will America finally get its first female president? (Yes, you read that correctly.)

·      Spencer Klavan of the “Young Heretics” podcast so damn good looking, and the fact that he’s also a “Super Mario Bros” fan in addition to being ivy league educated and possessing near-savant level human intelligence has forced me to finally admit that I have had a massive crush on him for almost four months now. (I just wish he wasn’t such an avid gym rat. That’s such a turnoff. Well, that, and the fact he already has a boyfriend.)

·      I need to start working on the story ideas that came to me a few weeks ago. There’s two really good ones that I know would make excellent short stories, or, at the very least, novellas. One’s about a superhero called The Red Mask, and the other is about cats and dogs that are created with a sophisticated AI that allows them to look, feel and behave exactly like real animals but without all the maintenance and mess that pet owners have to put up with (such as feeding them, combing them, bathing them, walking them, training them, cleaning up their poop, etc.).

·      Oh! A circuit court judge in Georgia just ordered a bunch of ballots to be thrown out in that state’s recount!

·      Spencer Klavan liked one of my tweets about Young Heretics!!!!

·      Should I have McDonald’s for lunch or the apple I brought with me? The apple. Definitely the apple. Need to stay healthy.

·      I can’t believe all the idiots on social media that not only voted for Biden/Harris but actually think that he will make a good president. What the hell is wrong with them???? Anyone with half a brain can easily recognize what Trump has done for this country, and it scares the shit out of me that the radical left (capital ‘R’, capital ‘L’) just might get their foot in the door of the White House. What the fuck is wrong with half of America right now??? It’s all that “white fragility”, “systemic racism”, “white privilege”, “black lives matter” bullshit!!! How the fuck did that horseshit gain such powerful traction in this country????Robin Deanglo and Ibram X Kendi and all their pathetic followers are so full of shit they ought to open their own manure factory!!!!

·      Yay! The 2021 “Super Mario Bros” and “Star Trek” wall calendars I ordered on Amazon have shipped! They’ll be here Tuesday!

·      And that reminds me, I need to start working on the photo calendars that I give to my family every year for Christmas. Maybe I should do that this Saturday morning before my shift at Check City.

·      Oh. Time for my break. Yay! Coffee!

And…repeat. That. All of that. Over and over all day long – creative story thoughts, political thoughts, work thoughts, checking my phone three times an hour to review the latest posts on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram to stay on top of all the latest news and current events that serve to fuel my new woke self. Texting friends and family about this and that. On and on and on...

Hhmmm. My new woke self.

The other day, as this new thought occurred to me, I mentally reviewed everything that’s happened to me this year, everything that I wrote about in that first blog episode. I also thought about my recent self-examination of my whole life up to this point, the stuff I covered in episodes 2 and 3 of this blog. Then I thought back over the last two weeks: the sudden and unexpected passing of Aaron; his memorial service that I made an emergency trip home to Idaho to attend; and, finally, this new, strange…’wokeness’, for lack of a better term, that I now find myself in.

I honestly don’t know how to precisely describe it. I’ve been trying all this week to come up with apt, specific words and/or phrases, and then, finally, I thought of something. I’m a huge fan of the reboot of “Battlestar: Galactica” that was done by Ronald D Moore on the SyFy channel in 2004. It’s been a few years since I last binged all 4 seasons of that terrific show, but I was thinking about it the other day as my mind wandered, and it suddenly occurred to me what this new ‘woke’ state that I’m in feels like: the Cylon sleeper agents (who looked and acted like real humans) that were suddenly awakened to their true nature.

Yeah, I’m not kidding. Yes, I know how that sounds, but let me explain. I really feel like that, somewhere deep in the core of my brain, a metaphorical ‘switch’ was flipped from ‘off’ to ‘on’ along about late August or early September of this year. The world around me did not change, but my perception of it – as well as my perception of my place in it – did fundamentally change. I realized this week that for pretty much all my life I’ve been coasting through it. Everything that I’ve done and accomplished took no real effort or sacrifice on my part. Everything after high school pretty much just happened naturally. I decided to join the Army on a whim. When that didn’t work out, I came back home and enrolled in college. I spent 4 ½ years doing what I loved – reading, writing, discussing reading and writing – and I came out with a Bachelor’s in English. Again, no real effort. I coasted through on my natural talents. The only real work was in the core classes that I needed for my degree, like math or biology. But those were few. And then, after college, instead of putting my degree to use, I just settled for a day job in retail and then, later, in an elementary school. And then, in 2012, on a whim, I quit my job and moved to Las Vegas. Once again, I found a cushy day job where I make really good money, and…then 2020 happened.

In other words, I’ve never been an active participant in my own life. I just kinda let everything happen and went with the flow. I even had this same attitude in high school and it drove my parents and teachers absolutely mad. I didn’t care about being valedictorian or captain of the sports teams or even being the best damn piano player this side of the Rockies. All that mattered was hanging out with my friends and making sure the VCR was set each week to record the newest episodes of “Star Trek: DS9” and “Star Trek: Voyager”. And, without consciously realizing it, that’s been my attitude for my whole damn life. I’ve never cared about the world beyond my own front door. If it didn’t affect my life directly, I never paid it any attention. That’s especially true for politics. No matter who sat in the White House, my life never changed. So I figured, why bother? I’m perfectly content to live a quiet, solitary existence, and the rest of the world can do its own thing.

Except that now I’m no longer content with my quiet, solitary existence. Something within me fundamentally changed this year, and there’s no going back.

I am awake. (But, unlike the Cylons, I’m not about to start murdering humans.) I’m certain that it was God’s hand that reached down to flip that invisible switch in my brain, but now that I have rejected my former sleeper state, I don’t know exactly what to do. For the last couple weeks, I have felt nervous; anxious; excited; jittery; like a live wire that’s been cut and is now flopping on the ground, shooting sparks and energy. I have to constantly resist the urge to grab total strangers off the street and shout at them to “Wake up!” The world around us is changing, and we can’t live as sleeper agents in our own lives. Everything that’s happened in 2020 is going to shape the future of this country and the lives of everyone in it, and no one can afford to not care and just keep living their quiet, solitary lives.

This is why I scream on social media about the stupid mask mandates, and the ‘lamestream’ media, and politics, and everything else that I’ve been ranting and raving about for nine months. And yes, I’m sure some of my friends think I’ve gone crazy, and more than a few have probably unfollowed me. I don’t mean to alienate folks, but I have to put this energy somewhere or I’ll go crazy.

One of biggest changes that I have noted is that I no longer have a desire to park in front of the TV in my time off. I still have a few regular shows that I watch each week, but my passion has turned to reading and podcasts. I renewed my Audible.com membership a few months ago, and I have started stockpiling audiobooks on various subjects: biographies of the Founding Fathers of America, non-fiction books on artificial intelligence and other new forms of technology, books on world history, western literature and Greek philosophy. (I recently began listening to a series of lectures from Boston University on Plato’s “Republic”). And, of course, the highlight of my week is a new episode of “Young Heretics” every Tuesday. (And no, it’s not just because of my crush on Spencer Klavan.) I also have started carving out an hour here and there each day to grab my laptop and write a few paragraphs of new stories or just jot notes for upcoming stories.

I really, honestly feel as if something is coming. I don’t know what, I don’t know when, but God woke me up for a reason. He’s got something planned for me, and I need to be ready for it. I’m pretty certain the world is not coming to an end anytime soon, and I’m sure 2021 will be a better year for our nation than 2020, no matter who’s sitting in the White House. And yes, Lord willing, this stupid “pandemic” will also be over sometime soon. For me, personally, 2020 was the year that changed me and got me ready for whatever is coming. A fire’s been lit under my ass, but I’m not sure where yet where I’m supposed to be jumping up and running to.

I am sure, however, that It’s time to be an active participant in my own life.

Hey mom and dad, I really do care now, and I really, truly want to do my best. I want only top grades and to be the captain of…something. It only took twenty-six? Twenty-seven years? But now I’m going to be that grade-A student that you and Mrs. Tutty and Mrs. Jones and Mr. Walker always knew I could be.

Better late than never, eh?

[thisdaynews]

BREAKING:Biden starts change as Trump refuses to concede defeat.

New Post has been published on https://thebiafrastar.com/breakingbiden-starts-change-as-trump-refuses-to-concede-defeat/

BREAKING:Biden starts change as Trump refuses to concede defeat.

US President-elect Joe Biden made the primary strides Sunday towards moving into the White House in 73 days, as Donald Trump again wouldn’t concede annihilation and attempted to plant question about the political decision results.

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With congrats pouring in from world pioneers and allies nursing headaches following an evening of festivities, Biden and Vice President-elect Kamala Harris reported they would get a joint preparation Monday in Wilmington, Delaware from their progress Covid-19 warning group.

Biden would then convey comments on Covid and financial recuperation.

They additionally dispatched a change site, BuildBackBetter.com, and a Twitter channel, @Transition46.

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In the interim, Trump played golf at his course close to Washington, a similar spot where he was Saturday when news broke that Biden had made sure about enough Electoral College votes in favor of triumph.

“Since when does the Lamestream Media consider who our next president will be?” Trump griped in a tweet on Sunday.

Trump, who has no open functions planned for Monday, plans to document a series of claims in the coming week, as indicated by his attorney Rudy Giuliani, who said he had “a ton of proof” of extortion.

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However, previous president George W. Bramble said the “result is clear�� and added that he had called “President-elect” Biden and Harris to expand his congrats.

Shrub said in an explanation that “the American public can have certainty that this political race was on a very basic level reasonable… We should meet up for our families and neighbors, and for our country and its future.”

Biden’s progress site records four needs: Covid-19, financial recuperation, racial value and environmental change.

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“The group being collected will address these difficulties on Day One,” it said in a reference to January 20, 2021, when Biden will be confirmed as the 46th leader of the United States.

Biden, who turns 78 on November 20, is the most seasoned individual ever chosen for the White House. Harris, 56, a congressperson from California, is the principal lady, first Black individual and first South Asian individual to be chosen VP.

Biden plans to name a team on Monday to handle the Covid pandemic, which has left in excess of 237,000 individuals dead in the United States and is flooding the nation over.

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He has additionally declared designs to rejoin the Paris atmosphere accord and will allegedly give a chief request on his first day in office switching Trump’s movement restriction on generally Muslim nations.

Biden has promised to name a bureau that mirrors the variety of the nation, despite the fact that he may experience difficulty picking up endorsement for more reformist deputies if Republicans hold control of the Senate — a result that will rely upon two overflow races in Georgia in January.

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– ‘Don’t surrender, Mr. President’ –

Trump partner Senator Lindsey Graham of South Carolina said the 74-year-old president should continue battling.

“We will work with Biden on the off chance that he wins, yet Trump has not lost,” Graham said on Fox News. “Try not to yield, Mr. President. Contend energetically.”

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In a triumph discourse on Saturday, Biden vowed to bring together the harshly partitioned country and connected with Trump allies, saying, “They’re not our foes, they’re Americans.”

“We should give each other a possibility,” he said. “Give this bleak time of defamation access America start to end, at this very moment.”

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Monetary business sectors invited Biden’s triumph, with shares up in Tokyo and Hong Kong, and US fates up on Wall Street on Sunday night.

The heads of Britain, France, Germany, Italy, Spain and other European nations sent congrats to Biden, alongside Australia, Canada, India, Indonesia, Israel, Japan and South Korea.

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Mexican President Andres Manuel Lopez Obrador said he would stand by until all lawful difficulties are settled, while Trump partner President Jair Bolsonaro of Brazil presently can’t seem to offer any official remark.

(AFP)

[naijablinks]

Trump slams “Lamestream media” again President Donald Trump of the United states has lashed out once again, accusing news media of deliberately misconstructing facts to undermine the tremendous efforts being made by his administration during these trying times.

[dreddymd]

Does the cure for covid-19 already exist? Andreas Kalcker interviewed about chlorine dioxide as a lifesaving therapy for humanity

Every intelligent person is already aware that the pharma-controlled medical establishment and lamestream media rolled out a coordinated smear campaign against hydroxychloroquine to crush the clinical trials and destroy all hope of an effective, low-cost treatment for covid-19. The goal, of course, is to clear the way for high-profit prescription drugs (like the scandal-plagued Remdesivir drug) or experimental vaccines that will almost certainly present significant health risks to the public.

Make no mistake: The mainstream media is the enemy of humanity, and they are willing to see millions of people suffer and die, if necessary, to continue suppressing natural medicine, nutrition, alternative therapies, off-patent prescription drugs and anything else it takes to generate hundreds of billions of dollars in profits for the drug cartels.

That’s why they’ve upped the attacks on chlorine dioxide, falsely calling it “bleach” as a contrived, dishonest smear. Bleach is actually sodium hypochlorite. That’s a completely different molecule than chlorine dioxide, obviously. But the lying lamestream media continues to brainwash their readers and listeners into believing that sodium hypochlorite = chlorine dioxide.

That’s like saying salt is the same as water. And it demonstrates the level of desperation the “narrative controllers” are stooping to in order to try to crush the really good news about chlorine dioxide and how it might help save potentially millions of lives in this raging global coronavirus pandemic.

Oxygen deprivation is the cause of death for most covid-19 victims. As our guest explains in the video below, chlorine dioxide floods the blood with oxygen, immediately enriching the hemoglobin molecules on red blood cells and allowing patients to breathe again.

One of the top experts on chlorine dioxide is Andreas Kalcker (www.AndreasKalcker.com). We caught up with him for an intriguing interview for Brighteon Conversations. Watch and share the full interview below.

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[sinrau]

There was a moment on Saturday afternoon when President Trump stood on a rooftop in Florida for what could have been a sorely needed moment of national unity. A made-in-the-U.S.A. spacecraft was about to blast off from Cape Canaveral, bound for the International Space Station with astronauts aboard, the first time an American craft had done so in nine years. Trump was so eager to witness the launch that he had flown to Florida twice, first for a scrubbed effort, on Wednesday, and then a return, on Saturday. In the short time between launch attempts, the country, already struggling with the death of a hundred thousand Americans from COVID-19 and concurrent economic devastation, had exploded over the police killing of George Floyd. Captured on video, the horrific act in Minneapolis led to days of protest, chaos, and looting. When Trump arrived in Cape Canaveral, though, he seemed to want a campaign ad, not a moment of American reconciliation, and soon after he walked onto the rooftop, the song “Macho Man,” by the Village People, a staple of his campaign rallies, began blaring from the speakers. The spectacle of a florid disco tribute to the President at such a time could not have been more discordant, or the message clearer: it’s all about Trump. It always is.

Trump loves such theatrical displays of Presidential power. He believes that you project strength by proclaiming it—that if you say you are macho, then you are. But, on this violent, tragic weekend for America, there was no narcissistic photo op that could obscure the reality that he is a deeply unpopular, deeply insecure politician, who is struggling, as never before, to lead his divided country. A few hours later on Saturday, after Trump flew back to Washington from Florida, he retreated for the night behind the high walls of his fortified executive mansion, defended from an angry crowd by a heavily armed swarm of riot police and National Guardsmen. For twelve hours, Trump said and tweeted nothing, as the fires raged outside, and as the “American carnage” of his strange, apocalyptic Inaugural Address finally seemed to become manifest in televised images of a country at war with itself and plagued, once again, by its long and awful history of racism and police abuse. Trump did not offer new versions of his race-baiting tweets of Saturday morning, about “vicious dogs” and tough-guy tactics, to stop the riots. Nor did he mention the pro-Trump crowd of counter-protesters he had sought to summon that morning to the White House, but which had entirely failed to materialize. The Macho Man did not seem so alpha anymore.

On Saturday, Donald Trump retreated behind the high walls of his fortified executive mansion, defended from a crowd of protesters by a swarm of riot police and National Guardsmen.Photograph by Michael A. McCoy

By midday Sunday, of course, Trump was back to being Trump, even as the piles of broken glass were still being swept away from the front of expense-account restaurants and fancy hotels and A.T.M. machines in the blocks around the White House. As joggers snapped pictures of the fresh “Fuck Trump” graffiti across the street, the President was back to fulminating on Twitter about the “Lamestream Media” and “FAKE NEWS.” He was blaming the mayor of Minneapolis and “radical Left Anarchists” for the nation’s troubles, chiding leaders of “Democrat run Cities and States,” and mocking his November opponent, “Sleepy Joe” Biden. He was claiming legal power that he does not have to designate the loosely organized, leftist Antifa movement as a terrorist organization. He was back, in other words, to being the almighty President of his public conjurings, the fulminating would-be autocrat who loves nothing more than to ramble on about his “absolute right” to do just about anything, whether he has that right or not.

But the silent, hunkered-down Trump of America’s ruinous Saturday night is no less real than the Sunday-afternoon Twitter bully Trump, who has monopolized our public stage for the last five years. His desire to be the omnipresent macho man of our public life obscures his very real impotence in the face of indisputable events, like the killing of an innocent black man—or the outbreak of a deadly once-in-a-century pandemic. Now seems to be a rare instance when the hard cold unpleasant facts of what is happening in America have intruded in a most unwelcome way on the Trump Presidency. He is lagging in the polls five months before the Presidential election and, despite trying desperately for the last two and a half months, he has not succeeded in distracting Americans from the awful new normal imposed on our society by the coronavirus and his Administration’s botched handling of it.

We don’t know yet how the last few days will reshape Trump or his Presidency. Is this the beginning of a long, hot summer of discord in our cities that will cause a white American backlash of the sort that Trump has long encouraged and embraced? In the past, Trump has shamelessly stoked racial discord and divisiveness for political gain. He is expert at blame-shifting and dog-whistling. In his tweets on Sunday afternoon, he was already conjuring the spirit of Richard Nixon in 1968 to call for “law and order” as another long night of mayhem looms. He may briefly hunker down in his White House bunker, but he has never done so for long. If this crisis is like any of the many others in his life, Trump will talk and tweet and tweet and talk no matter how many Americans wish he would just shut up. Irrefutable events, however, are piling up on the Trump Presidency, and, although it is only May, 2020 has already given us an impeachment trial, a deadly plague, and the biggest economic collapse since the Great Depression. We can now add the worst riots in a generation to this election year’s grim bid for the history books. Will that finally be enough to silence Donald Trump?

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George Floyd: ‘Unacceptable’ attacks on reporters at protests

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Image caption Journalists from across the US have reported being targeted by police at protests this weekend

Dozens of journalists covering anti-racism protests that have rocked the US have reported being targeted by security forces using tear gas, rubber bullets and pepper spray.

In many cases, they said it was despite showing clear press credentials.

Such attacks “are an unacceptable attempt to intimidate [reporters]”, said the Committee to Protect Journalists, a New York-based group.

Attacks on journalists carried out by protesters have also been reported.

The arrest of a CNN news crew live on air on Friday in Minneapolis, where unarmed black man George Floyd died at the hands of police, first drew global attention to how law enforcement authorities in the city were treating reporters covering protests that have descended into riots.

But over the weekend dozens of attacks on journalists and media crews across the country were reported on social media. In total the US Press Freedom Tracker, a non-profit project, says it is investigating more than 100 “press freedom violations” at protests in the last three days. About 90 cases involve attacks.

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Media captionCNN correspondent Omar Jimenez was detained live on air

On Saturday night, two members of a TV crew from Reuters news agency were shot at with rubber bullets while police dispersed protesters in Minneapolis defying an 20:00 curfew.

“A police officer that I’m filming turns around points his rubber-bullet rifle straight at me,” cameraman Julio-Cesar Chavez said. Reuters said the Minneapolis Police Department had not commented despite being provided with video footage.

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Image caption Reuters said police appeared to fire directly at their cameraman as he filmed them

In Washington DC, near the White House, a riot police officer charged his shield at a BBC cameraman on Sunday evening.

The cameraman was “clearly identifiable as a member of the media”, said the BBC’s Americas bureau chief Paul Danahar. “The team had been following all directions from the police as they covered the protests in front of the White House. The assault took place even before the curfew had been imposed and happened without warning or provocation”.

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Media captionA BBC cameraman was charged by a police officer at a Washington DC protest

On the same day, on the other side of the country in Long Beach, California, radio reporter Adolfo Guzman-Lopez said he had been shot in the throat with a rubber bullet by a police officer. The BBC has contacted the Long Beach Police Department for comment.

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I just got hit by a rubber bullet near the bottom of my throat. I had just interviewed a man with my phone at 3rd and Pine and a police officer aimed and shot me in the throat, I saw the bullet bounce onto the street @LAist @kpcc OK, that’s one way to stop me, for a while pic.twitter.com/9C2u5KmscG

— Adolfo Guzman-Lopez (@AGuzmanLopez) June 1, 2020

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Overnight on Friday, a Fox News crew were chased and hit by a mob of masked protesters near the White House. “It’s the most scared I’ve been since being caught in a mob that turned on us in Tahrir Square [in the Egyptian capital Cairo],” veteran Fox correspondent Leland Vittert said.

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To put some perspective on the unprecedented nature of the weekend’s attacks on journalists:

At @USPressTracker, we’ve documented 100-150 press freedom violations in the US per year, for the last 3 years.

We are currently investigating *over 100* FROM JUST THE LAST 3 DAYS.

— U.S. Press Freedom Tracker (@uspresstracker) June 1, 2020

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On Saturday, Vice News journalist Michael Anthony Adams said he was pepper-sprayed in the face at a petrol station by Minneapolis police despite holding his press card in the air and yelling “Press!”

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Video posted by another Vice journalist supports his account of what happened.

On Friday night, Linda Tirado, a freelance photojournalist and activist, was struck in her left eye by a projectile that appeared to come from the direction of police in Minneapolis. She has been permanently blinded in that eye.

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Media captionLinda Tirado told the BBC that she wouldn’t let the injury stop her from telling people’s stories

That same night a reporter from local news station Wave 3 in Louisville, Kentucky was hit by pepper balls fired by a police officer aiming directly at her as she reported live on television. “I’m getting shot! I’m getting shot!” she said.

A spokeswoman for the Louisville police said on Saturday that they were trying to identify which officer was involved. “Targeting the media is not our intention,” the spokeswoman said.

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A reporter from Germany’s international news broadcaster Deutsche Welle was also shot with projectiles by police in Minneapolis this weekend while preparing to go live on air. He was wearing a vest emblazoned with the word “PRESS” and was also threatened with arrest, a video showed.

“Those policemen are under a lot of stress doing their job but of course they should have let us work and do our job,” Stefan Simons said.

On Sunday, Minnesota’s governor apologised to those who had been detained in his state.

“I want to once again extend my deepest apologies, to the journalists who were once again in the middle of this situation who were inadvertently, but nevertheless, detained – to them personally and to the news organisations and to journalists everywhere,” Tim Walz said.

The incidents come as President Donald Trump continues to attack the media. On Sunday he tweeted: “The Lamestream Media is doing everything within their power to foment hatred and anarchy.” He said journalists were “truly bad people with a sick agenda”.

Several press freedom organisation have condemned the attacks.

“The numerous, targeted attacks that journalists reporting on protests across the country have faced from law enforcement over the last two nights are both reprehensible and clear violations of the First Amendment,” the Reporters Committee for Freedom of the Press said.

Courtney Radsch, advocacy director at the Committee to Protect Journalists, told the BBC that the group was calling on authorities to “instruct police to cease targeting journalists and ensure that they are able to do their jobs safely and without fear of injury”.

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