I donтАЩt see how people got that Barr is anti-Trump. He gave his account of what he experienced and gave his opinions about Trump, negative AND positive. I found him authentic and Bari did a great job with her questions.
Your comment is interesting to me because somewhere in the interview Barr was asked if he would vote for Trump again if he was up against suggested Dem challengers and he answered yes..
Indeed. This addiction to "..I'm so shocked who would have thought they'd do his to poor little me.." speaks directly to some deeper damage holding us in thrall to forces that mean us ill. At the core, the POWER does reside with "..we the people.." People and institutions willing to lie directly in our faces have no respect for our lives or our country.
I have an insider's view on what they think, because many members of my family have a permanent case of TDS. So I have to disagree with you. They see the rest of the country not as an abstraction but as something very real and terrifying, i.e., an incorrigible mass of half-witted dirt farmers, miscreants, religious fanatics and members of the KKK. Yes, it is that bad.
Bees - they see us pretty much as we see them, but instead of dirt farmers we see them as half-witted child groomers, miscreants, climate-religious fanatics and founders of the KKK
I don't see my family or progressives in general as any of those things you mention. (Founders of the KKK?) And I know many, because I live in Liberal Land. I volunteer at a local church and the parishioners I work with are nice and kind people. Problem is, theyтАЩre woke up the wazoo, complete with the dopey pronouns. ItтАЩs a problem of intellectual and emotional capture induced by fear and a hefty portion of white guilt.
Progressives are not groomers, generally speaking, but through their dead-eyed, brain-dead, unquestioning support of gender ideology, they empower the groomers. The problem is, they donтАЩt believe there are groomers. When youтАЩve been told over and over again that Chris Rufo and James Lindsay are nazis, you donтАЩt check for yourself. ThatтАЩs the difference between them and me. They live in a comfy media bubble from which they never stray. Even Substack is suspect. Fear has made them incurious and very sure of themselves. ItтАЩs a wonderment.
The day that Bill Barr came out and said he didnтАЩt think there was enough fraud to overcome the results I accepted that as the truth. I trust what Barr says. That doesnтАЩt mean that the Democrats didnтАЩt use Covid as an excuse to change election rules to favor themselves, because they did. And it doesnтАЩt mean that ZuckerbergтАЩs $375 million dollars didnтАЩt help the Democrats, because it did. What it means is that the Republicans didnтАЩt do enough in the months before the election to fight these activities from happening, maybe intentionally. We should learn from these mistakes. Bill Barr was a good and honest AG, unlike Garland. I hope Trump retires and stays out of the election. HeтАЩs just too chaotic.
I think Barr doesn't want to find fraud, because there was plenty of it from what I've read. I also don't think Barr as looked into it very deeply and just assumes things about election fraud.
Ponder on this pilgrims: let's say that there is irrefutable proof that the 2020 POTUS election was stolen during vote counting. Let's say that proof is highly disseminated. What would happen? The repercussions would be beyond 9/11+Pearl Harbor - globally.
It is much safer to just say "nothing to see here, move along".
That's why Republicans need to play the game. It will never be clean and fair. Accept and adjust.
I think there's a distinction between "fraud", prosecutable on a Fed level and what some of the discrepancies were. Allowing drop boxes uncontrolled? State responsibility. Allowing a billionaire to come in and spend 100's of millions to get out the vote in blue districts? State responsibility. etc, etc, etc
Sure, which is why it's weird that Republicans talk about 2020 as though it was the first election where anyone played dirty to win.
I recall Trump talking about how hopelessly rigged the 2016 election was......until he won and then suddenly everything was OK after all.
All this to say, Trump's definition of a rigged election (and by extension, the definition used by the MAGA cult that worships Trump as their messiah), is anytime he loses.
HahaтАжnah, itтАЩs shocking and disheartening, but I love my family. There are some very kind people among them.
ItтАЩs an interesting exercise in tolerance and detachment, because despite the perfect world they envision, this country will never conform to their rigid beliefs. Anyway, IтАЩm way too old to start over.
I struggle with two D Sisters. I'm pretty sure Older-Sister is Woke, so I don't talk with her much about anything that I find interesting. (Come to think, it's been a while since we chatted in emails.)
I yelled and swore at Younger-Sister last call. Doesn't do either of us any good. Normally I don't get frustrated by any-a that, but that day it was too much.
We're all in our 60s and 70s, so yeah. WAY too old to start over.
Take it from me: you can't divorce your family. You can laugh at them, though - without comment. Be sure to NEVER comment, no matter how much they bait you. Drives them out of their minds, so at least you get a little bit of retribution that way. And they leave you alone about politics.
You right Doc the best medicine is not to take the bait. But what seriously drives me mad is when they all scream blue murder at the injustices of Covid vaccine and mask mandates or Dr FauciтАЩs incessant lying , or worse still the raid on President TrumpтАЩs home which they all thought was a total witch hunt on the President - yeah go figure IтАЩm living in a nuthouseЁЯдгЁЯдг
As soon as I see a disaster, I immediately try to think of an up-side because there always is one. When I was a young man, we were constantly being lectured to Get Out And Vote! Don't be apathetic! Turnouts were in the 'twenties, as I remember - maybe thirty in some elections.
Well, half this nation may be ready to hang the other half, but at least we're interested in what our gub'ment is doing. I just hope it's not too late.
Well gee, that sounds familiar. I mistakenly uttered Tucker CarlsonтАЩs name once at dinner, and my brother-in-law almost had a coronary. We had to talk him down with a piece of chocolate cake..
lol Bees! Same here - of my 4 kids only my younger daughter is Team Biden. The boys (as usual) were teasing her a bit at Thanksgiving dinner. The breaking point came when her brother made jokes about her vegan mashed potatoes. She ran upstairs crying and I had to go play peacemaker. But thankfully it all blows over with no serious rifts.
Not to pour water on it, but it scares hell out of me when the kids are laughing and teasing at dinner. When I was about six, my neighbor was laughing at a family picnic and had a "cafe coronary." They thought he'd had a heart attack, but he had in actuality inhaled a piece of chocolate cake. When we learned about those things in med school, my thoughts went immediately to Mr. Stone. He was a great guy; when I was a tiny boy, he let me borrow his Jew's harp before he died and I made certain to get it back. I'm probably the only person on the planet now who knows what really happened to him. I never told his family.
Gosh - hate to hijack the conversation with shop talk, but it was the damndest thing. It was over sixty years ago, and I can play it in my mind like a perfect piece of celluloid.
I was maybe five or six, playing on the front porch. It was late afternoon. All the farm work was done; Mom and Dad were rocking in two ancient chairs, seated behind me in the cool evening breeze after a long day's work.
Our house was at the toe of a hillside; the local dirt road ran horizontally, but above us, about the same elevation as our rooftop, like everything else In West Virginia. We heard a noise up in the roadway; Jessie Stone (I don't mind giving names, 'most everybody's gone now) - about five years older than I, was walking along the road, crying. My dad called out, "What's wrong, Jessie?" "Daddy just died." "My God, Son, what happened?" "We were at (a relative's) birthday party and everybody was having the best time, laughing and telling stories. Daddy was eating a piece of chocolate cake and started laughing real hard, then grabbed his neck and fell over with a heart attack. My uncle put a mattress in the truck bed and took him to the hospital, but he died."
They had seven or eight children. My mother said that "Mister Stone was the finest old man that ever lived." Nobody ever called him by his name, just "Mister." That's a lot of respect.
**************
Fast forward fifteen years. Cadaver labs were an integral part of medical school then, and now too I suppose. We had a "lab practical" exam once every two weeks. The professor would tag various structures and we had to identify them. Not easy. I can still smell the formaldehyde. We had one of these practicals not long after our lecture on "cafe coronaries" - choking deaths, usually related to someone laughing or yelling or some other unusual activity while eating - with sometimes the result that swallowing and breathing get out of synch; the food bolus goes "down the wrong hole" and blocks the windpipe. Since the person cannot breathe, they can't talk either. They typically clutch their throat but cannot tell anyone what is wrong. That's what happened to Mr. Stone. One of the cadavers was known to the professor as having died that way, and he dissected the larynx; it was one of the unknowns on our practical test. There it was: a hunk of meat, still stuck in the windpipe. Damn.
Jim Wills. That was such a wonderful, kind, moment in your life and IтАЩm speaking about the fact that you never told his family. My thoughts went right to one of my favorite movies, тАЬItтАЩs A Wonderful LifeтАЭтАжтАж..only a true movie buff would know what scene IтАЩm talking about. Mr. Stone тАШwas a great guyтАЩ and so are you.
Thank you. I surely wish I could convey the memories that are in my mind. Things were very different there and then. I'd like to write about them, but I don't think I could capture the essence - even remotely so. Having a long, detailed, and far reaching memory can be a bittersweet thing.
When Barr says Trump turned off key constituencies, he means he pissed off the deep swamp: Barr included.
The thing is, the government is not supposed to be a constituent of itself.
Bari has indulged in the anti-Trump market long enough. Time to move one. (I know, that won't happen - too much money to make from it.)
I donтАЩt see how people got that Barr is anti-Trump. He gave his account of what he experienced and gave his opinions about Trump, negative AND positive. I found him authentic and Bari did a great job with her questions.
Your comment is interesting to me because somewhere in the interview Barr was asked if he would vote for Trump again if he was up against suggested Dem challengers and he answered yes..
Indeed. This addiction to "..I'm so shocked who would have thought they'd do his to poor little me.." speaks directly to some deeper damage holding us in thrall to forces that mean us ill. At the core, the POWER does reside with "..we the people.." People and institutions willing to lie directly in our faces have no respect for our lives or our country.
The DC blob considers what's good foe them is good for America
They actually think they are the US. I am convinced they see the rest of the country as nothing but an abstraction.
a profitable abstraction. They are the ultimate bean counters, disconnected from the damage but there for the paycheck.
I have an insider's view on what they think, because many members of my family have a permanent case of TDS. So I have to disagree with you. They see the rest of the country not as an abstraction but as something very real and terrifying, i.e., an incorrigible mass of half-witted dirt farmers, miscreants, religious fanatics and members of the KKK. Yes, it is that bad.
Bees - they see us pretty much as we see them, but instead of dirt farmers we see them as half-witted child groomers, miscreants, climate-religious fanatics and founders of the KKK
I don't see my family or progressives in general as any of those things you mention. (Founders of the KKK?) And I know many, because I live in Liberal Land. I volunteer at a local church and the parishioners I work with are nice and kind people. Problem is, theyтАЩre woke up the wazoo, complete with the dopey pronouns. ItтАЩs a problem of intellectual and emotional capture induced by fear and a hefty portion of white guilt.
Progressives are not groomers, generally speaking, but through their dead-eyed, brain-dead, unquestioning support of gender ideology, they empower the groomers. The problem is, they donтАЩt believe there are groomers. When youтАЩve been told over and over again that Chris Rufo and James Lindsay are nazis, you donтАЩt check for yourself. ThatтАЩs the difference between them and me. They live in a comfy media bubble from which they never stray. Even Substack is suspect. Fear has made them incurious and very sure of themselves. ItтАЩs a wonderment.
The Dems founded the KKK
Ah yes, the history of the Democratic party...thanks
Deplorables desperately clinging to our Bibles and guns.
I've got a good grip on mine lol.
Me too.
The day that Bill Barr came out and said he didnтАЩt think there was enough fraud to overcome the results I accepted that as the truth. I trust what Barr says. That doesnтАЩt mean that the Democrats didnтАЩt use Covid as an excuse to change election rules to favor themselves, because they did. And it doesnтАЩt mean that ZuckerbergтАЩs $375 million dollars didnтАЩt help the Democrats, because it did. What it means is that the Republicans didnтАЩt do enough in the months before the election to fight these activities from happening, maybe intentionally. We should learn from these mistakes. Bill Barr was a good and honest AG, unlike Garland. I hope Trump retires and stays out of the election. HeтАЩs just too chaotic.
I think Barr doesn't want to find fraud, because there was plenty of it from what I've read. I also don't think Barr as looked into it very deeply and just assumes things about election fraud.
Ponder on this pilgrims: let's say that there is irrefutable proof that the 2020 POTUS election was stolen during vote counting. Let's say that proof is highly disseminated. What would happen? The repercussions would be beyond 9/11+Pearl Harbor - globally.
It is much safer to just say "nothing to see here, move along".
That's why Republicans need to play the game. It will never be clean and fair. Accept and adjust.
I think there's a distinction between "fraud", prosecutable on a Fed level and what some of the discrepancies were. Allowing drop boxes uncontrolled? State responsibility. Allowing a billionaire to come in and spend 100's of millions to get out the vote in blue districts? State responsibility. etc, etc, etc
Certainly. And Republicans need to learn that game. You can't beat good vote fraudsters, so you best join them.
Republicans arguably started this fight with gerrymandering districts.
Democrats "learned that game" for 2020.
Gerrymandering goes way back - many decades, and both parties have been doing it for a very long time.
Sure, which is why it's weird that Republicans talk about 2020 as though it was the first election where anyone played dirty to win.
I recall Trump talking about how hopelessly rigged the 2016 election was......until he won and then suddenly everything was OK after all.
All this to say, Trump's definition of a rigged election (and by extension, the definition used by the MAGA cult that worships Trump as their messiah), is anytime he loses.
You must be young. The Democrats invented gerrymandering lol.
It got its name from Elbridge Gerry, a Republican who redistricted the shit out of Massachusetts in 1812.
Therein lies the conundrum. Because I agree with your last two sentences.
Gosh get out of that family. You sound completely isolated. It sounds terrible!
HahaтАжnah, itтАЩs shocking and disheartening, but I love my family. There are some very kind people among them.
ItтАЩs an interesting exercise in tolerance and detachment, because despite the perfect world they envision, this country will never conform to their rigid beliefs. Anyway, IтАЩm way too old to start over.
I struggle with two D Sisters. I'm pretty sure Older-Sister is Woke, so I don't talk with her much about anything that I find interesting. (Come to think, it's been a while since we chatted in emails.)
I yelled and swore at Younger-Sister last call. Doesn't do either of us any good. Normally I don't get frustrated by any-a that, but that day it was too much.
We're all in our 60s and 70s, so yeah. WAY too old to start over.
Take it from me: you can't divorce your family. You can laugh at them, though - without comment. Be sure to NEVER comment, no matter how much they bait you. Drives them out of their minds, so at least you get a little bit of retribution that way. And they leave you alone about politics.
You right Doc the best medicine is not to take the bait. But what seriously drives me mad is when they all scream blue murder at the injustices of Covid vaccine and mask mandates or Dr FauciтАЩs incessant lying , or worse still the raid on President TrumpтАЩs home which they all thought was a total witch hunt on the President - yeah go figure IтАЩm living in a nuthouseЁЯдгЁЯдг
As soon as I see a disaster, I immediately try to think of an up-side because there always is one. When I was a young man, we were constantly being lectured to Get Out And Vote! Don't be apathetic! Turnouts were in the 'twenties, as I remember - maybe thirty in some elections.
Well, half this nation may be ready to hang the other half, but at least we're interested in what our gub'ment is doing. I just hope it's not too late.
Well gee, that sounds familiar. I mistakenly uttered Tucker CarlsonтАЩs name once at dinner, and my brother-in-law almost had a coronary. We had to talk him down with a piece of chocolate cake..
lol Bees! Same here - of my 4 kids only my younger daughter is Team Biden. The boys (as usual) were teasing her a bit at Thanksgiving dinner. The breaking point came when her brother made jokes about her vegan mashed potatoes. She ran upstairs crying and I had to go play peacemaker. But thankfully it all blows over with no serious rifts.
Not to pour water on it, but it scares hell out of me when the kids are laughing and teasing at dinner. When I was about six, my neighbor was laughing at a family picnic and had a "cafe coronary." They thought he'd had a heart attack, but he had in actuality inhaled a piece of chocolate cake. When we learned about those things in med school, my thoughts went immediately to Mr. Stone. He was a great guy; when I was a tiny boy, he let me borrow his Jew's harp before he died and I made certain to get it back. I'm probably the only person on the planet now who knows what really happened to him. I never told his family.
Wow what a thing to experience. Did that influence your decision to become a DR?
Never heard of a cafe coronary. Did the piece of cake block his lungs?
Gosh - hate to hijack the conversation with shop talk, but it was the damndest thing. It was over sixty years ago, and I can play it in my mind like a perfect piece of celluloid.
I was maybe five or six, playing on the front porch. It was late afternoon. All the farm work was done; Mom and Dad were rocking in two ancient chairs, seated behind me in the cool evening breeze after a long day's work.
Our house was at the toe of a hillside; the local dirt road ran horizontally, but above us, about the same elevation as our rooftop, like everything else In West Virginia. We heard a noise up in the roadway; Jessie Stone (I don't mind giving names, 'most everybody's gone now) - about five years older than I, was walking along the road, crying. My dad called out, "What's wrong, Jessie?" "Daddy just died." "My God, Son, what happened?" "We were at (a relative's) birthday party and everybody was having the best time, laughing and telling stories. Daddy was eating a piece of chocolate cake and started laughing real hard, then grabbed his neck and fell over with a heart attack. My uncle put a mattress in the truck bed and took him to the hospital, but he died."
They had seven or eight children. My mother said that "Mister Stone was the finest old man that ever lived." Nobody ever called him by his name, just "Mister." That's a lot of respect.
**************
Fast forward fifteen years. Cadaver labs were an integral part of medical school then, and now too I suppose. We had a "lab practical" exam once every two weeks. The professor would tag various structures and we had to identify them. Not easy. I can still smell the formaldehyde. We had one of these practicals not long after our lecture on "cafe coronaries" - choking deaths, usually related to someone laughing or yelling or some other unusual activity while eating - with sometimes the result that swallowing and breathing get out of synch; the food bolus goes "down the wrong hole" and blocks the windpipe. Since the person cannot breathe, they can't talk either. They typically clutch their throat but cannot tell anyone what is wrong. That's what happened to Mr. Stone. One of the cadavers was known to the professor as having died that way, and he dissected the larynx; it was one of the unknowns on our practical test. There it was: a hunk of meat, still stuck in the windpipe. Damn.
We pay a hell of a price to be able to talk.
Jim Wills. That was such a wonderful, kind, moment in your life and IтАЩm speaking about the fact that you never told his family. My thoughts went right to one of my favorite movies, тАЬItтАЩs A Wonderful LifeтАЭтАжтАж..only a true movie buff would know what scene IтАЩm talking about. Mr. Stone тАШwas a great guyтАЩ and so are you.
Thank you. I surely wish I could convey the memories that are in my mind. Things were very different there and then. I'd like to write about them, but I don't think I could capture the essence - even remotely so. Having a long, detailed, and far reaching memory can be a bittersweet thing.
God bless the Vegans.
God, that is hilarious.