Intro

It's time for a reality check ...

Maybe we’ve reached the point of diminishing astonishment.

But I suspect that much of what we’re hammered with every day really doesn’t make much of an impact on most of us anymore. We’ve heard the same stories too often. We’ve been exposed to the same issues for so long without any meaningful resolution. We recognize that reality is rapidly becoming malleable, primarily in the hands of whoever has the biggest microphone. How else can we explain a society where myth asserts itself as reality, based entirely how many hits it gets online?

We know that many of the “issues” as defined are pure crapola, hyped by politicians on both sides pandering to “the will of the people,” which is still more crapola. Inevitably, it’s not the will of all the people they reflect, but the will of relatively small groups of people with disproportionate political influence.

Nobody wants to face up to the realities of the issues. Nobody wants to say what’s right or wrong – even when it’s obvious and there are numbers to back it up. Most of us are afraid to bring up the realities for fear of being accused of being insensitive or downright mean.

So we say nothing. Until now.

It’s time for a reality check on the fundamentals – much of which is common knowledge to many of us, already. But it might be comforting to know you are not alone …

Sunday, March 31, 2019

I know there's a pony in here somewhere ...

A boy keeps pestering his parents for a pony for Christmas. 

Every day he keeps asking.  He writes Santa for a pony.  He whines. He prays, loudly.  He just keeps nagging and nagging.  As Christmas draws near, he pushes even harder.    

His parents have finally had enough.  So Christmas Eve, while he’s asleep, to teach him a lesson the parents put a couple of road apples in a box and place it under the tree for him. 

The next morning, he rushes to the tree and opens the box.  He sees the road apples. He looks around and says: “I know there’s a pony in here somewhere.”

That about sums up the Democrats’ reaction to the Mueller report. 

The Mueller report turned out to be a great disappointment for them: no evidence of collusion, no obstruction of justice, no indictments of Trump and his associates. This, after almost three years of investigations, 2800 subpoenas, 500 search warrants, and 500 witness interviews.

Their reaction? They still think there’s a pony for them in there somewhere. 

A very recent poll of Democrats – after the release of the Attorney General’s summary of the report – showed that 59% don’t accept the results of the Mueller probe.

Remember, Democrats were absolutely, positively certain Mueller would get the goods on Trump; the goods they needed to convince the public Trump was a traitor and should be impeached if not imprisoned. The media kept saying the same thing for two years, day after day, night after night, promising that the “walls were closing in” on Trump and he was about to fall.   

Then the summary comes out. Nothing. How could that possibly be? 

House and Senate Democrats are now demanding to see the full, unredacted report. They insist that until they have a chance to review every last line, every witness interview, every bit of testimony before the grand juries, every piece of “evidence” Mueller and his team uncovered, they won’t be satisfied. Until then, and even after then, they will continue to investigate Trump.

They keep hoping against all evidence to the contrary that they will find something, anything, any thread to pull to prove Trump colluded with the Russians and obstructed justice. And if they can’t find anything related to those, they’ll go after Trump’s taxes, his business dealings, his affairs, his possible collusion with space aliens or replicants from the planet Gorgo, whatever.   

Years from now they’ll still be investigating. They’ll keep hoping to find something. 

Right now they’ve got nothing but road apples. Rather than accept the real conclusion, they’ll keep searching and searching. 

Because everyone knows where there’s road apples, there must be a pony. 
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