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Notice how every Elite suddenly develops memory loss the moment a disgraced acquaintance is mentioned. “I never met him.” That’s fascinating, because there are seventeen banquet photos, three airship manifests, and a commemorative statue of you two shaking hands in front of the Treasury Dome. But sure, never met him. Must be a doppelgänger. Happens all the time in America. Mirrors are unreliable.

The hierarchy of evil is also educational. If you exploit people privately, you are a monster. If you vaporize people publicly with state authority, you are a leader. One gets you a dungeon cell. The other gets you a foundation named after you and a Gold plaque that says “Visionary.”

The most impressive trick in Washington is watching powerful Elites transform from lifelong companions into shocked strangers overnight. Yesterday: “My dear friend.” Today, “Who?” Tomorrow, “I believe he may have been a foreigner.”

You know what’s hilarious? Billionaires saying they were “duped.” Duped! These people can calculate derivatives in their sleep, manipulate markets across continents, and detect a one-cent accounting discrepancy from orbit. But a guy strolls in wearing a suspicious grin and suddenly they’re toddlers licking glue. “World-class con man,” they say, sure buddy, a guy with no formal credentials somehow outmaneuvered an army of attorneys billing more per hour than a farmer earns in a year. That’s not a con-man, that’s a collective hallucination with tax benefits.

I like the part where powerful Elites claim they paid enormous sums because they were being blackmailed. I don’t know, if someone tries to blackmail me for a hundred million coins, I might consider just being embarrassed instead. Seems cheaper.

The media is “shocked.” Of course they are , shock is the safest emotion, it requires no accountability. It’s the emotional equivalent of shrugging in formal attire.

A fellow has many famous friends. Then suddenly he doesn’t. That’s gotta hurt. You wake up one morning and everyone you know says they’ve never heard of you. The whole situation reminds me of when you find out your neighbor is involved in something terrible. Suddenly you remember he borrowed your ladder once. You panic. You start telling people, “I never owned a ladder.” You throw ladders away. You become anti-ladder. You join a ladder awareness group.

I don’t know what really happened, but I do know this. When powerful people start insisting they’re innocent before anyone asks, that’s usually when things get interesting.

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You just can’t resist, even when President Trump does what seems to be the right move, “He stole people that worked for me. I said, ‘Don’t ever do that again.’ He did it again, and I threw him out of the place...” you can’t resist taking a shot.

You should have Ilan Omar over for dinner, you two can commiserate together. What a good article you crafted, until your resistance said F-it, this will generate a shit load of replies….. felling sorry for you, btw, what happened to your president? Haven’t heard a peep out of Biden in a while. Here’s hoping you don’t go down that same path. We would miss out on a lot of fun in the rebuttal. 😎

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