“Oh
Lordy, I hope there are tapes.”
----former FBI Director James Comey
appearing testifying before Congress
Yes, Virginia, we have tapes. Experience is powerless
to instruct, and never so much the case as with your Rescumlickan.
One would think, in the wake of Nixon and all that he taught us, that
the very idea of allowing recording devices into the executive
mansion would be abhorrent to every White House. And, indeed, it
has—until now. In an administration in which one must swear fealty
to one's lord—in this case “The Donald”, and in which
Non-Disclosure Agreements, or NDA's are ubiquitous, someone has
overlooked the modern equivalent of the good old tape recorder.
It transpires, in this White House where there is no
honor among thieves—and, apparently even less loyalty and
trust—that everyone is 'ratting' on everyone else. The leaking
from this ship is legendary as contents of meetings and descriptions
of cabals dance in headlines and broadcasts. Now comes direct
evidence in the form of recordings by two of the most trusted among
those that have attached themselves to the mantle of our Caesar
Disgustus.
“Omarosa
Manigualt Newman,” writes
Michelle Goldberg, “the reality show villain who
campaigned for Donald Trump and followed him into the White House, is
an amoral, dishonest, mercenary grifter. This makes her just like
most people in Trump's orbit. What separates her from them is that
she might be capable of a sliver of shame.” (1)
“Naturally,”
continues Goldberg, “Manigault
Newman's new book 'Unhinged: An Insider's Account of the Trump White
House,' is self-serving, a way to avenger her 2017 firing and make
money telling us what we already know about this wretched
administration. Nevertheless, she had other options for cashing in.
She has revealed that she was offered a $15,000-a-month position on
the Trump re-election campaign in exchange for keeping her mouth
shut. She could have had a career in right-wing media; an
African-American celebrity willing to say that the Republican Party
isn't racist will always find patrons.
“Instead,
she chose to speak out against the man who made her a star and repent
for her complicity in electing him. She may be a manipulative
narcissist, but she's behaving more honorably than any other former
Trump appointee.
“That's
not a high bar, and I wouldn't take most of the claims of 'Unhinged'
at face value. But we don't have to, because Manigault Newman has
receipts. When I got a prepublication copy of the book,...I wasn't
sure what to think of the scene in which Trump's chief of staff, John
Kelly, fires her, making thuggish threats to destroy her reputation
if she doesn't go quietly. On Sunday, 'Meet The Press' played her
recording of the exchange which unfolds exactly as she described”.(2)
And then came her recording of a telephone conversation
between Omarosa and the daughter-in-law of Caesar Disgustus in which
Eric Trump's wife offers her a job at the campaign in exchange for
her compliance. Reports have surfaced which claim that she has more
than three-score such recordings; recordings that have, in at least
one instance, penetrated into the very holy-of-holies—that most
secure of places—the White House Situation Room. What manner of
security exists when a man so knowingly corrupt requires Non
Disclosure Agreements but fails in the basic task of checking the
door? As noted before in these columns, it is only upon the sheer
magnitude of incompetence that the survival of this republic now
hangs.
Then, there is Michael Cohen, the personal attorney to
now Caesar Disgustus. Apparently Michael, trusting no one—especially
one Donald John Trump, recorded everything and when federal officials
raided his office and apartment and seized his phones the discovered
a veritable treasure of evidence—including tape recorded phone
conversations that, among other things has our Bastard President
scheming with his attorney about setting up a shell company through
which one can funnel money to buy the silence of several women just
before the election; actions designed not only to deceive the public
but circumvent federal law governing elections and financing.
It is left to some speculation to what we owe these
epiphanies. In Omarosa's case, Goldberg suggests that the former
Democrat-turned-tRUMPist enabler earned the calumny of the friends
she made while a student at the historically black Howard University,
or the friends she made while working in Bill Clinton's White House,
or her stint on HRC's campaign. In Cohen's case, it is reported that
his grandfather once said to him, in the wake of Charlottesville,
that he didn't survive the holocaust to have his grandson defile the
family name. But if it is true that Disgustus “floated the idea
of being sworn in on 'The Art of The Deal' instead of the Bible”
(3) I'd love to hear the tape—Lordy, I hope there are tapes.
“Studies
have shown that the people who are most likely to leave cults are
those who maintain intimate links to people outside them. Manigault
Newman, who last year married a pastor who campaigned for Hillary
Clinton, could never fully sever ties with Trump Critics.” (4)
And, likewise, Michael Cohen
could not sever his ties with civilization.
Disgustus took to the airwaves last week in the now
infamous interview on tRUMP-State Television, otherwise known as Faux
News, and said openly that he discovered the payments later...this in
the teeth of taped conversation with Cohen about setting up shell
companies to make the payments earlier. Disgustus' only talent is
lying with a straight face. But there are tapes...Lordy, there are
tapes, there are lots of tapes. There is no honor among thieves and
less honor in this White House. Disgustus, now tangled up in them,
becomes increasingly 'unhinged'.
“An'
Br'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh”
Impeach and Imprison.
____________
- Goldberg, Michelle. “Welcome to The Resistance, Omarosa” The New York Times. Tuesday, August 14, 2018. Page A21
- Ibid
- Ibid
- Ibid
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