Trump releases a transcript of the
conversation he has in which there is no resemblance of a quid-pro-quo
(QPQ). The whistle blower, who is really not a whistle blower but a
heresay-blower because of a recent and suspicious rule-change, becomes
irrelevant by any stretch of logic and Adam Schiff creates a Parody in
which he lies, outright, to the American people in his opening statement
of the House Judiciary Committee, making up his own version of the
conversation. Our family's favorite Liberal calls my husband an
"asshole" and says, "you know the whistle blower was telling the truth."
What kind of mind are we dealing with here?
They call it, humorously,
Trump Derangement Syndrome (TDS), and it may be, but to me, it is far more
pernicious. It is a form of brainwashing through propaganda where the
facts are conveniently ignored and buried amidst a cacophony of
"reports" by the media that continue to insist that Schiff's claim is
valid when there is no evidence. Is it a matter of ignorance? I don't
think so.
In Darkness at Noon, the seminal book by Koestler, written in
1938 about the leaders of the Glorious (Russian) Revolution who
eventually confessed to acts they did not commit, the confessors were
both political and intellectual leaders with no small pedigree.
Ignorance was not the issue. It was from this book that the term
brainwashing was born. Are we witnessing a form of brainwashing now in
the partnership between Liberals and the Media? It is my contention
that there exists a form of hope, which the protagonist in Darkness at
Noon, Rubashov, has that explains the attraction of totalitarian
ideologies: the hope that the political class can bring to pass a
classless society, a kind of utopia, if you will.
We can see this now
in the inexplicable actions of Democrats who insist that a conversation
we have all read says something it does not say. Within this enigma is
the hope that the party leaders can bring about the impeachment of
Donald Trump simply by repeating that there was a QPQ, even though the
other party to that conversation insists that there was not. This is a
political hope, one that is not likely to bear fruit because our founders
put in place checks on this sort of thing, but it doesn't matter the
level of success if you have convinced your followers that what you are
saying is true.
Our favorite Liberal is clearly convinced that Donald
Trump is the Devil and that he did, indeed, hold a conversation with the
Ukranian President that had at its core a QPQ. Her voice will be added
to many others and the lie will propagate. And what will we see at the
end when the lie is shown to be a lie? Hope lives eternal
in the Liberal heart, and even a transcript will not sway the faithful.
They will insist, as those who are brainwashed will do, that the lie
is the truth and there is obviously an attempt by the vile opposition to
subvert the glorious efforts of the Democrats who, as you should know
by now, care more than others about our society. This sympathetic
nature gives the Democrat its authority and thus its veracity in all
matters.
The Rubashov theory of confessions is a nod to the Machiavellian thought
that the ends justify the means just as long as what you are doing is
justified by your faith in your political beliefs. There is a
screwed-up logic there that leads to truth equals lies and all is
justified by what is noble in the mind of the participant.
In my world,
it looks like propaganda has lead to the brainwashing of large swaths
of our political participants and that is never good. Somewhere in all
of these paradoxical statements should be some semblance of truth. The
real truth.
So far, I believe President Trump stands on terra firma and,
if necessary, we shall see this as the wheels of justice turn slowly
toward the Senate. I, too, have hope, but it is a hope based on
liberty, freedom, and individual responsibility, not on utopian
ideology. But my thoughts and my opinions are not in line with Liberal
ideology, so they have no bearing on the Liberal mind, because the
Liberal mind has closed for business. It is their way or the highway,
and that, my fellow human, is the beginning of the totalitarian journey.
