"Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it, good and hard..." -- H.L. Mencken
So, enough panty-bunched MAGAheads have managed to squeal loud enough that they will finally get something they've always wanted, but didn't necessarily need.
President Trump has just ordered the release of Jeffrey Epstein's Grand Jury transcripts, commensurate with the conditions laid out by a federal court.
Good for you.
What this will accomplish, other than momentarily assuaging the fevered imaginations of a few conspiracy-minded dunderheads, is beyond me. Well, maybe it isn't (most assuredly "won't"), and I'll get to this and the why in a moment.
It has been demonstrated that in several instances the accusations made against certain individuals re: Epstein's Island have been proven false. Those who want this stuff publicly aired don't necessarily care about the reputations of the innocent which might be compromised by association (at any level) with this disgusting episode, because the reputations (and liberties) they imagine they might sully -- or outright destroy -- are people they viscerally hate.
Dress the reasoning up in any fashion you choose -- call it "transparency", "Justice" or even "accountability" -- but the real motive behind wanting to turn this particular patch of soil again has nothing to do with any of those things.
This is about REVENGE.
John Q. Dingleberry up yonder in the holler really doesn't care about such concepts as listed above. What he wants, on an almost physical level, is to imagine that some libtard, somewhere, is going to squirm. He is going to suffer. That some personage that he has been convinced to believe might be "un-American" in some way, that some smug coastal elitist or anonymous billionaire (or even the un-anonymous ones) will be made uncomfortable, at least, or sent to jail and publicly humiliated, at worst. Mr. Dingelberry believes he's entitled to this because that elitist, that billionaire, that member of Congress that he can't vote out, deserves it. That traitor, as they see it, deserves it for all the crap that Mr. Dingleberry has had to eat from the Left, from his own "RINOs" (God, how I hate that term), from the industrialists and the money-makers who have looked down, spat upon, insulted and dismissed him.
If Mr. Dingleberry cannot vote the scoundrel out, or beat him up in a convenient parking lot, then dad gum, he'll use the power of government to destroy that little bastard.
Like any good conservative would do, right?
These are people who want to see others put in jail or otherwise deflated because the corruption, as they see it, of our system has allowed the guilty to walk free.
That Mr. Dingleberry, himself, is in part responsible for that corruption because Mr. Dingleberry is a bad voter, a poor citizen, a complete doofus who wouldn't do the necessary work to hold his elected officials accountable by, say, vetting them better, or knocking on doors and getting petitions signed so as to get the "good" candidates on ballots, is conveniently forgotten. He didn't use his power of choice in the free market to ensure the rich bastard that porks young girls (ewww!) didn't get any richer.
As I wrote last week, the cries of justice, accountability, rule of law, etc., all ring hollow: we're two decades past the time when Jeffrey Epstein was initially punished for his crimes; we're six years removed from when he was found dead (whether by his own hand or with assistance no longer matters much) in his cell awaiting trial on federal crimes.
What worse punishment for the wicked could there be?
His alleged partner in crime, Ghislane Maxwell, will die in prison. The fact that she has publicly claimed to be willing to spill all the beans has been conveniently ignored. If there's ever to be a full reckoning, a total accounting of what went on re: Epstein, she's your best chance.
No one is listening to her.
Instead, you're going to get whatever Pam Bondi has in her rhetorical file on her rhetorical desk, heavily redacted in a fashion that merely creates more confusion (if history is anything to judge by) and which will only serve to expose those you already pegged as assholes, provide more grist for the internet conspiracy peddlers, solve no problem that currently exists, and perhaps, with a slight qualifier of a maybe, successfully hound a few of the most-unscrupulous small fry out of public life.
In the meantime, you gave the Left, which was down on the canvas and seeing little stars and birdies fly around their little heads an issue to continue to undermine your President, by questioning the competence of his team and their ability to fulfill campaign pledges, and maybe begin yet another impeachment investigation.
Good job, Assholes.
While I don't like the idea of the guilty walking free and unpunished for their crimes, the outside chance that anyone named Clinton, Obama, Biden, Gates, Schiff, Schumer, the list grows exponentially almost daily, actually ever sees the inside of a cell is very low. The chance that any victim, assuming there are any and these women didn't willingly prostitute themselves (as the case seems to be with some of them, from strictly appearances) will ever be made whole, compensated, rehabilitated for the effort is almost guaranteed to be nil.
And when the exposure of such evidence there is has the unintended effect of nailing a few of your own, because I can promise that the loudest voices are usually the most culpable, and it costs the GOP a few House or Senate seats or disarms the greatest fighters in the lineup -- whether guilty of anything other than association or not -- you'll be crying harder and louder at that "collateral" damage than you will be about the sinful immorality of all things Epstein.
Never underestimate the ability of the rank-and-file GOP'er to manage to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, I've been told, and this has all the hallmarks of doing just that.
And for what? So that a few pearl-clutchers can get their rocks off vicariously and seemingly free of their own guilt?
I would wager a vital organ that at least half of the loudest whiners have probably used the services of a prostitute, a topless dancer, a stripper at a bachelor party or taken advantage of some chick susceptible to alcohol and poor judgement in their lives.
The difference is none of those cads are either wealthy or in political office, nor assumedly democrats (small 'd' intentional).
On another note, being careful what you ask for because you might get it applies to subjects outside of the political and legal realms.
Here, we have a story about an American woman who decided that America was just too raycess for her and so she fled for the sunnier climes and greener pastures of Russia, only to discover that that they don't like the Melanin-enhanced over there, either.
Now, I do not advocate for beating the Diversity, unless they deserve it (see: BLM, Immigration Riots, George Floyd, etc), but this shouldn't have come as a shock to her. For despite all the good talk about communism being race-blind, about the international brotherhood of the proletariat, about the world living in peace and harmony under the hammer and sickle, it's all about as believable as COVID originating with a pangolin.
If one simply read any history, one would know. The Brotherhood and harmony was so great over there that they needed to throw people into concentration camps and work them to death after rubber-stamping their judicial process. You somehow thought that state of affairs was a done deal just because a wall fell in Germany and you get to pretend to vote for the former KGB operative of your choice now?
I'll bet dollars to douchebags that this lady will now request being allowed back into the United States, where the raycess-ism is so bad that people find it necessary to invent hate crimes on an industrial scale and to have to pretend to believe that pull-downs on garage doors, traffic stops, increased scrutiny inside department stores, and free marketplaces in employment are all symbols of Klan activity.
It doesn't get any better if you decide to go another route and "return to the Motherland", home of the Royal Nigerian e-mail scammer, catfisher, identity thieves, clitoral mutilation crowd, and backwards civilizations, only to discover that even the people who look like you don't want you there, either.
And in the tell-tale sign that you're an idiot of epic proportions, your biggest complaints are a) there ain't no snacks and b) you're getting ripped off by your own kind, like it was Detroit or something, and Al Sharpton and BLM were selling candy door-to-door in order to continue "the Struggle".
The Struggle apparently means "so that the store-front reverends and hacktivists can live a luxurious lifestyle and keep a high public profile while you keep voting and behaving in a manner which ensures a steady diet of mayonnaise sandwiches, fatherless children, lack of ability to climb the social and economic ladder and getting ripped off when your drug dealer sells you some bad weed that you paid for with a counterfeit bill or welfare, anyway.
The Struggle has nothing to do with racism, or even reality: it's all about you being much like the MAGAhead who wants someone else to suffer for their own perceived lack of agency and power.
Because honest effort at anything is, like, really hard.
Finally, the last entry in getting what you want, only un-lubed, comes, once again, from my native New York City, where an avowed communist who alternately race-baits or claims a racial or ethnic heritage he does not, in fact, possess, gave a thrilling performance of warming up the old purple shaft this past week. Zohran Mamdani, the juicebox Marxist, the wanna-be brown Mao, the AOC-on-steroids, held a meeting with some of the city's most-prominent business leaders, just to tell them how he planned to fuck them over.
It went about as well as you would expect. The consensus around here now is that if that moron does manage to become mayor of this city we will have to depend upon Kathy Hochul, the worst governor since the last one -- who is still trying to rehab his rep after killing thousands with COVID policies -- which is sort of like depending upon the Mafia don to keep the other crooks from strong-arming you on a consistent basis.
Then again, who better to keep the thugs in line than another thug, right?
Of course, what followed this was the long line of Wall Street guys who had been the last holdouts here in Sodom-on-Hudson more or less telling you they've had enough and will take their business elsewhere.
Where, because they'll take all of their John Q. Dingleberries with them, will simply turn someplace in Tennessee, North Carolina, Florida, Texas, what have you, into a replica of the shitholes they're fleeing, leaving New York a barren wasteland with no food (because "government operated supermarkets"), no jobs, no tax base and at the complete mercy of the bureaucrat, the unionized public mouth-breather and the welfare recipient.
Once again, great job, you fools. Your attempt to turn New York into the utopia of the useless that you couldn't get back in Scrotum Lick, Iowa, Piss Puddle, Minnesota, Mumbai, Mogadishu, Sa'naa or Monrovia will be visited upon a city that didn't want you in the first place, either, and which people much like you have done their level best to ruin, but only after you've gone through all the trouble to gentrify it or bankrupt it.
This is, after all, how socialism/communism work. Or rather don't.
"Common People" are common FOR A REASON. There is nothing exceptional about them, for a start, and the fact that we allow ourselves to be ruled, robbed, and guided by the dimmest bulbs is an indication that we need the equivalent of a national enema.
UPDATE: This is why, Dumbfucks.
And THIS..
One more time. It hasn't taken long at all. What was that about letting sleeping dogs lie?
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