- gidgetca66
- May 13
- 2 min read
Going to the movies or watching a play you'll sometimes hear about the need for a "willing suspension of disbelief." The clown carnival that is the situationship between truth, reality, the media, and who knew what and when with regard to former President Joe Biden's health and mental acuity is entering the territory of the Emperor's New Clothes.
At the risk of mixing too many metaphors (or are they similes? I never know), I feel like I think Alice might have felt when she went through the looking glass. The pivots happen so fast I'm amazed there's no whiplash reported. Case one: Jake Tapper has a new book out. I don't know exactly what the book is about, but I know there are parts that talk about suspicions around Biden's mental state and what the media were being told. Good thing there's no video of Tapper castigating someone for daring to raise the issue and choosing to characterize her concerns as "making fun of his stutter". Now, though, he's ruefully shaking his head over the White House's deception.
Case two: Everything Trump says is a lie, except when he says something that can be flipped or twisted into sounding misogynistic/dictatorial/racist/bladibladiblah. Those words are of course verbal missteps that point to his true nature. Do I think everything Trump utters is gospel truth? Uh, noperlopes. Do I think he could be awarded a PhD in hyperbole? Yepperdoodle. But we're never going to get anywhere if a segment of the population is so set in their belief that Trump is the anti-Christ, Trump followers are troglodytes, and life would be so much easier and better if we would just sit down, shut up, and color within their predetermined lines with their strictly allotted crayons.