I’m too furious to comment on the cynical, craven, political opportunism involved with the very public reception of the bodies of the slain American diplomats being returned from overseas. It’s a show being put on for cameras, yet another nodal point of coverage the left uses to keep its mainstream media outlets filled with the images that they hope the casual voter puts together into a picture of competence, compassion, hope, and change.
This is what a poststructural postmodern political system looks like: it cares not that you can identify its propaganda, just that it can spread it successfully faster than you can combat it. And it has hit upon a strategy for doing so: supplying images and statements to its media arm, refusing to answer questions, declaring criticism off-limits or “politicizing,” and then waiting for the voters to put the whole thing in focus like some hellish squint art poster, as if it is they who has done the hard work of seeing the completed picture hidden in the noise.
As Pablo pointed out, while the bodies were being unloaded, and the maudlin spectacle was unfolding for public consumption, manufacturing the images it hopes will fill the void of unanswered questions, here’s the Tweet that went out from the President: “Winter is coming, but these sweatshirts are perfect for fall: http://OFA.BO/rj5Tns”
These people don’t care about you. They don’t love this country. They are who we thought they were. And they’re committed to pretending they aren’t just so long as it takes to bring the whole fucking thing down.
They’re betting on our indifference and ignorance, their own abilities to manipulate the news cycle and dictate the narrative, and the allure of their panders and divisions.
Something wicked this way comes.