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Not long ago, few Americans of the thinking persuasion might have imagined that such a well-engineered republic, with its exquisite checks and balances, sturdy institutions, and time-tested traditions would end up as so much smoldering goop in a national dumpster fire, but such is the sad state-of-the-union moving into the fateful summer of 2019. The castle of the permanent bureaucracy is about to be torched by an uprising of deplorable peasants led by a Golden Golem made furious by relentless litigation. It’s Game of Thrones meets the Thermidorian Reaction with a Weimar-flavored cherry on top — really one for the ages!
There’s perhaps a lot to dislike about Donald J. Trump, US President No. 45. Despite all the grooming and tailoring, there’s little savoir faire there. He tweets not like a mellifluous songbird, but in snorts like a rooting aardvark. His every predilection is an affront to the refined Washington establishment: his dark business history, his beloved ormolu trappings, his Mickey-D cheeseburgers, the mystifying hair-doo.
Even so, the bad faith of his antagonists exceeds even Mr. Trump’s defects and vices. The plot they concocted to get rid of him failed. And, yes, it was a plot, even a coup. And they fucked it up magnificently, leaving a paper trail as wide as Interstate-95. Now all that paper is about to fall over the District of Columbia like radioactive ash, turning many current and former denizens of rogue agencies into the walking dead as they embark on the dismal journey between the grand juries and the federal prisons.
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. . . . . actually it's not the end of the piece. The interested reader, if any, can find the rest at kunstler.com .
(If one chooses to read, . . . DonDiego suggests one keep one's thesaurus handy. e.g. poor old DonDiego did not know what "Thermidorian" meant.)
The jist of the tome is that the entire recently failed attack on President Trump was planned and begun within the Obama Administration during the 2016 election, most likely engineered by the Clinton Machine in coordination with the Justice Department, et al . And all quite illegal.
Poor old Don Diego opines the interested observer may eventually even learn exactly what the conversation between former President Clinton and former Attorney General Loretta Lynch on the hot tarmac of the Phoenix Airport was all about. (Poor old DonDiego has alwasy doubted it was about "the grandkids").
