When so many of us are not gleefully expatiating upon the demise of the TrumpeT, we’re noting the comparisons of this historic time to that of Richard Nixon. Those comparisons are lost on me. Worse they seem completely inappropriate. The times were different in the extreme as my little exposure today clearly demonstrates.
By combination of gravity and receded youth, I find it necessary to engage in aerobic activity to the greatest extent and frequency possible. As anyone who’s been to a contemporary exercise facility is aware, they have multiple large screens presumably for alleviating the drudge of truly boring exertion. At this place there are three screens the nearest to me seemingly dedicated to sports (ESPN or tennis), the next is Kathy and…while the third is “news” (CNN ordinarily but too often Fake Noise). Today the third screen presented Fake Noise albeit with no viewers which seems a misdemeanor at least.
Concentrating on sports and my own endeavor, I was nevertheless drawn on occasion to the third screen as one is drawn to a catastrophe or snake or… For an extended time Professordoctor Newt Gingrich was explicating upon the current political situation. For those of mercifully short memory or existence, Mr. G., himself in the midst of an affair of the extramarital variety, once prosecuted a president for conducting himself similarly; actually it was about his lying about it which distinguished him from Mr. G who hadn’t been asked about his given that his financial affairs were not under scrutiny. That surely must have been a most riveting television experience and ever so enlightening.
On concluding my effort and concerned that innocents should not be forced to endure the travesty that is Fake Noise, I made to eliminate it from view. As I was doing so, it was brought to my attention that the next “guest” following a commercial break would be Ken Starr. Surely his explicatory ruminations would be vastly even more rewarding than those of the former speaker he having occupied for so long that moral high ground to which we all aspire. Fortunately for myself and any others, I was able to eliminate the potential exposure to the twinkly little starr.
During the great gate the public was daily exposed to the developing unvarnished truth of Nixon not torqued by mendacious media and its terrified coconspirators wetting themselves to provide “balance.” Neither Fake Noise nor the Sinclair monopoly was extant to take control of the narrative to say nothing of the fever swamps of the internet. The blat machine’s incessant assaulting of reality has too often proven effective so that now people speak and write (correctly?) of the right wing’s control of the narrative regarding the Mueller investigation and the effect of its report.
Given so much of the nation’s current tenuous hold on reality I wonder whether Nixon might not have survived in this climate. If the right does gain control of the narrative as they are so adept at doing if only to the extent of evening the polls, won’t that provide cover for the cowardly PulicanTs sufficient to allow them to avoid standing for anything but their own darkest dreams of what the founders should have done?
Given all that the present usurper of the White House has survived, I wonder whether he won’t again.