Disorder In the Court
Six million pages of evidence against the most odious flesh-peddler of our time sounds like a lot of evidence of guilt until you consider that anything REALLY important, or illegal, that Mr. Epstein had to share with his associates was done privately, leaving no record.
Imagine the number of phone calls and private conversations between Epstein and his buddies that travelled no further than down the dark well of their fractured souls.
It would be inaccurate to call the heavily redacted drips and drabs of information we're getting out of Pam Bondi's office the tip of the iceberg. The Epstein files are more like the thin sliver of space between the pieces of a puzzle that hold it all together and give it form. And, knowing Trump and Epstein as we now do, it's not hard to imagine the repugnant portrayal of human depravity that puzzle would ultimately reveal.
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As for Trump's "ape" video, I've long believed, without evidence of course, that all the garbage that spews out of Truth Social, especially in the middle of the night, is entirely at the hands of Trump's lackeys.
Did anyone really believe he was staying up all night sharing memes and blaming Biden for everything?
That fat orange phony has all the stamina of a rice pudding.
Yes, the orange oaf probably gave the the video a quick nod of approval but he hurriedly reconsidered once public furor arose.
Being unable to think quickly he blamed it on the lackey and later realized that, by doing so, he was publicly admitting he wasn't in total control of even his phone.
All's I really know is that's not the last bolus of racist garbage we'll see before fat boy meets his maker.
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I didn't watch the Big Game last night but I was following it for one reason and one alone.
Twelve years ago the Dallas Cowboys, my home team, drafted a talented LB/DE named DeMarcus Lawrence. He was a great guy that everyone called "Tank" and he was the lynchpin of the Dallas defense all those years.
Two years ago he called out Jerry Jones and said he was going to go play for a team that could actually win a Super Bowl. Jones, as everyone in Dallas/Fort Worth knows, is a selfish, meddlesome dick who has almost single-handedly kept the Cowboys out of the Super Bowl for 30+ years, so hearing Tank speak such truth to power was intoxicating.
Tank eventually chose the Seahawks and I couldn't be happier today to know that he can someday retire with the kind of memento of glory he would have never achieved under Jones' ownership.
Good on ya, Tank!
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One more thing: I watched the Bad Bunny halftime performance on Youtube, long after the game was over. As I'm not a fan-boy it was, to me, just another SB extravaganza.
However, when Bad Bunny said "God bless America" right at the end I choked up a bit. Not because I'm in any way religious but because it reminded me of the country I once loved being destroyed by the rich to protect pedophiles.
- Lefty
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