One is high-minded and somewhat lugubrious. The other is low comedy. Both are right on the money. Read ’em and weep.
That’s the Problem: Nothing Proves Anything by Joseph Natoli
We are out of the Iran nuclear deal because nothing anyone said to President Trump proved anything to him.
We saw this on day one when no amount of visual and statistical proof could convince him that he did not have the largest crowd in inauguration history but about one third of what he claimed.
External verification or proof is only needed for those who question their own opines, gut reactions, and knowledge base, their own wisdom and erudition. Of course, the presence of the latter two would incite a questioning skepticism on all occasions. Based on what the president presented as reasons for reneging on the Iran deal, it’s clear he would not, if given, passed an examination of what that agreement entailed, what problems it faced and resolved, and what its absence might lead to.
But I doubt if his rash action here, with consequences the informed see but the president does not, will rouse any fury and furor not soon erased, perhaps by a new and startling #MeToo revelation and certainly by the upcoming North Korea meet between Kim Jong-un and President Trump. Another Robert Mueller action may also grab the headlines. Giuliani is set to detour attention to the next confusing idiocy, strategically wiser than allowing public attention to linger too long on the transparency of the President’s own idiotic tweets.
Nothing will come of anything now because nothing proves anything.
I call this a new paradigm, perhaps modeled on an erroneous rendition of a postmodern mindset in which truth is not a component of reality but what we ourselves say about ourselves, our actions, and the world we inhabit. We inhabit our own narratives, a “worlding” of what we make of anything.
The erroneous part enters when we then assume that “we” is first person singular and that the “I” is somehow free and outside dominating narratives of all stripes, present and past. This misconception and illusion leads to the meme/algorithm that “nothing proves anything to me except what I choose to accept.”
This describes our “post-truth” state. It is a far cry from the view that everything or nothing are both chosen and proven within a context in which choice and proof are always already narrated. By this, I mean that we live within our culture, in the broad sense of culture as Raymond Williams defines it as a whole way life, in an inherited and accreting array of narrations of the world. Our personal narration is shaped and emerges thusly. It’s a process, as we are now fond of saying. The cultural narrative may be a monologue shared by all or a confusion of clashing tweets, vying for supremacy. Nonetheless, such comprises a narrated reality frame within which we struggle to make everything mean something.
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Read the rest. It’s heavy going, but pretty much on point.
Now for the fun.
Read on.
Trump’s Penis: Is It Presidential? by Douglas Valentine
Donald Trump’s sex life is nobody’s business but his own. And maybe Melania’s, if her Pre-Nuptial Agreement (PNA) stipulates that she can sue his fat ass for divorce and receive a huge percentage of his rumored wealth if he cheats on her, too often.
Like the Non-Disclosure Agreement (NDA) Trump’s fixer, Michael Cohen, signed with porn star Stormy Daniels (who had a quickie with Trump in 2006), prenups and private goon squads are standard fare for people of wealth.
But is Trump wealthy? And if so, where did he get his cash?
Some people say he laundered about $400 million in drug money for the Israeli Mafia’s Russian franchise back in the early 1990’s, in exchange for everything he ever wanted. I don’t know if that’s a fact. That’s what I hear. People say it. Maybe somebody like Robert Mueller should investigate?
Fox News says the president isn’t mobbed up, that everyone in New York City has to work with the Mafia if they want a hotel constructed on time. And that could be true.
But what is Truth? It’s impossible to tell anymore.
The Truth could be that either the Deep State or the Israeli Mafia is forcing Trump to do many terrible things he doesn’t really want to do. Like deep-sixing the Iran deal. Somebody’s fingerprints are all over that baby’s behind. Maybe Michael Cohen knows? Somebody should ask him.
Trump is obviously a victim of either the Deep State or the Israeli Mafia and its American franchise. You choose. But consider this: On the same day Trump scrapped the Iran deal, someone said that Russian billionaire Victor Vekselberg (who just happens to be Putin’s BFF) wired $500,000 into a bank account that hatchet man Cohen (who doubles as Trump’s real estate broker) set up for the purpose of issuing the $130,000 hush payment to Stormy Daniels.
I don’t know if that’s true. Sean Hannity says it isn’t true. Rudy Giuliani says it might be true, and that it doesn’t matter even if it is True, because people of wealth often set up shell companies to hide their business dealings from the Public Eye, which is their right as people of wealth.
According to Giuliani, setting up shell companies is a trick people of wealth learned from either the Israeli Mafia or the CIA. Though it could be the other way around.
Another one of Trump’s prerogatives as a person of wealth is the right to charge people money to play with him. Trump’s business consultant, Michael Cohen (who may work for the Israeli Mafia, I don’t know), funnels such “pay to play” money into the same bank accounts he, Cohen, uses to pay off the women Trump has casual and unsatisfactory (for them )sex with.
BTW, I forgot to mention it, but Vekselberg’s cousin, American citizen Andrew Intrater, donated $250,000 to Trump’s inauguration fund.
Rhetorical question: What could somebody do with $250,000? Answer: pay off two prostitutes!
Somebody in the Deep State (which, according to Hannity, is the code name for the Justice Department) knows about this, but let’s it happen, because Trump is, after all, a person of wealth with certain rights to privacy.
Did you know that Vekselberg, Intrater, Trump, and Putin are all rumored to have links to the Chabad movement? Don’t ask me what the Chabad is because I don’t know. And even if I did know, I couldn’t tell you. And if I told you, I’d have to kill you. I can tell you this: people say it’s itching for war with Iran. These are the same people who spread certain rumors someone else should investigate.
Personally, I’m not into spreading rumors, but “Disposable” Jared Kushner supposedly has links to Chabad. Or maybe it isn’t Kushner. Maybe it’s Trump’s BFF Jason Greenblatt, who is someone I know nothing about. How could I know? No one tells me anything. I just listen to Fox News and react.
What do I know about Trump’s personal affairs and business dealings? What do I know about anything? I think the Deep State could be Fake News.
For all I know, the MOSSAD runs the Israeli Mafia and has photos of Trump’s Golden Showers moment in Moscow. Forget Putin. That’s what I say. But what do I know? I hear rumors. For all I know, Trump could be the secret head of the Deep State on someone’s behalf. Someone mysterious. Like Benjamin NutAndYahoo!
Believe me, I value my life and I’m not going to step on that Third Rail. Somebody (maybe Trump, maybe Cohen, who knows?) may have a good squad. One of somebody’s goons threatened Stormy Daniels. I’m not saying anything about that! I’m just saying that Trump won’t release his tax returns, which sort of implies that he’s connected to either the Israeli Mafia or the Deep State, which I’m told are indistinguishable and merge somewhere in the upper underworld, aka the Treasury Department. And if that’s true, then Treasury Secretary Steve Munchkin rules the world.
Bottom Line: It’s hard to know much of anything factual about Trump. Which is why we must pay homage now to porn star Stormy Daniels for revealing the Truth about his penis size.
In the unstable, uncertain Spectacle of innumerable, intertwining, and overlapping universes we call Home, this fact is indisputable: Donald Trump has a midget dick.
Stormy, who whipped Trump’s fat ass with a copy of Trump Magazine back in 2006, is an eyewitness to The Thing. When asked by Penthouse to compare his penis size to “his fingers,” Daniels said, “I don’t want to shame anybody.”
The woman has compassion. But, in other words, our president is hung like a mouse. Which explains everything we need to know about his behavior.
Exactly how small is Trump’s teenie weenie? That I don’t know. Maybe the MOSSAD knows? Maybe Ivanka knows?
Just saying…
One last thing about Trump’s personal life, which I admit is none of my business. When asked if sex with The Donald was good, Daniels replied, “What do you think?”
She doesn’t want to think about it. Who would? Who would want to fuck the Pope of Fools?
Both articles are about the same thing…the seeming impossibility of proof of anything that any individual does not see and experience first-hand. This is not exactly a new condition…all empires are built on lies. As The Old Man of the Mountain said about 1000 years ago, “Nothing is true; everything is permitted.” But the sudden plentiful evidence of this one truth…that none of us can trust what we are told by the media or the government…has been thrust into our sleeping lives by the digital revolution in a way that has never, ever happened before. Sure, there have always been skeptics, people who disbelieved what they were being told by governments. However, they were in the minority, people who really had almost no effect on the common population.
But now?
Now the lies are flying so hot and heavy from all sides of every controversy that more and more people are just ignoring everything that they are told.
Maybe this will be the real digital revolution.
The end of effective propaganda and false advertising.
Probably somewhere in between.
But think on it.
What is “truth?” It’s next to impossible to tell anymore.
Or maybe it will simply be the beginning of the end of life on this earth.
As Joseph Natoli writes:
That’s the Problem: Nothing Proves Anything
Nothing will come of anything now because nothing proves anything.
I call this a new paradigm…
And as Douglas Valentine writes:
But what is Truth? It’s impossible to tell anymore.
What do I know about anything? I think the Deep State could be Fake News.
From two entirely different directions, they both arrive at the same conclusion.
There is no truth possible in this rapidly changing world.
How can this be changed?
Mahatma Gandhi wrote an autobiography called “My Experiments with Truth.” He believed that there are permanent truths, and that they should be pursued by anyone desirous of change in the world.
Keep looking.
Please.
AG
