To the Last Reporter: Please Turn Out the Lights

Reporticus Americanus: endangered species, seldom seen in the wild

It has become increasingly difficult –in fact, is now almost impossible — to think constructively about events that happen at a distance. It’s bad enough that almost every event has associated with it at least two competing sets of “alternate facts,” we’ve become used to that and can with patience and research sort through it all and triangulate the location of probable truth. But research requires the existence of at least some honest brokers of fact, reporters who will record that was raining that day without calculating whether the fact that it was raining benefits one tribe or the other tribe. Continue reading

Living on a Flat Earth

One of the Sunday magazine shows the other week devoted a segment to a meeting of the Flat Earth Society. It featured interviews with earnest, articulate people professing their belief in the proposition that the earth is flat, and their scorn for all the so-called “evidence” to the contrary: the moon landing, the space station, the stunning images from orbiting satellites — all fake.

The scariest thing about this story was not the weirdness of the mass delusion of ordinary people — I looked very closely to see a glint of irony somewhere, to catch somebody winking, but no — the scariest thing was how normal it all seemed, like just another day at the Trump White House. Continue reading

Repost: America’s Deadliest Terrorists

[This post was published in March of 2015. It seemed timely to bring it back.]

Say “terrorist attack” to us and, like Rudy Giuliani asked how he’s feeling, we immediately respond “Nine-eleven!” But in the 14 years since 9-11, it’s not Al Qaeda operative who have been killing us. We have met the enemy, as Al Capp told us so long ago, and he is us. (US Navy/Wikipedia photo.) “The domestic radical right has killed more people than radical Islam since 9/11 in the United States, without a doubt.” Those are  the words of Ryan Lenz, principal writer of a Southern Poverty Law Center study of violent “terrorist” attacks that occurred in the U.S. between 2009 and 2015. In a classic example of confusing ideologues with facts, the SPLC study found that while US security officials were focused exclusively on protecting against foreign organizations of Islamic extremists, Americans were steadily being picked off by home-grown, Christian lone wolves. Continue reading

Telling It Like It Is

He was a charming man, and I took to him immediately when I met him at a social function. Well into his eighties, he had the appearance and energy of a much younger man. And his stories, oh lordy the stories he could tell: about living in his native Germany under the Nazis, of scrounging for trinkets to sell to soldiers so his own family could eat; about the apprehension that permeated life in a repressed country that was losing a war; about coming to America speaking no English, and the struggle of adapting, learning a trade, starting a business and raising a family. I loved this guy. Then, for some reason, he felt it necessary to make an announcement. “I voted for Trump, you know.”  

I have a rule against engaging Trumpits in argument. It is, I have long since learned, a waste of time. But I loved this guy! So I couldn’t help asking him, “Why?”

“Because he tells it like it is,” he said, with a small smile. Continue reading

Bob Woodward’s Fear: A Review

I have read Bob Woodward’s book on the Trump presidency, titled Fear: Trump in the White House, so you don’t have to. If you have paid reasonably close attention to the fake news — the Washington Post, the New York Times, CNN and the like — for the past year and a half, you know pretty much everything that’s in the book, except for the cuss words.

If you’re remembering Woodward’s (and Bernstein’s) Nixon-killing book All the President’s Men, forget it. Here there are no mysterious characters such as Deep Throat, no life lessons such as “follow the money,” and above all, no satisfying conclusion. In fact, there is nothing at all satisfying about this book. On the contrary, it’s like reading an account of the Zombie Apocalypse in which the zombies have won and are governing the country, and you realize it’s not fiction. This is not your worst dream ever, from which you will shortly awaken, it is your new life. Continue reading

Paul Manafort, Roger Stone, and Me

It remains to be seen what additional services Robert Mueller will do for his country, but he has performed a great one for me personally: what has come to light about Roger Stone and Paul Manafort, as a result of the Mueller investigation,  has explained a big chunk of my life that was previously obscure to me. I realize this is a revelation that is of interest to no one but myself, but it is a revelation to me, and I’m going to write about it. So there. My blog.

During the 1970s I was rising steadily in the ranks of operatives in the Republican Party. I had consulted for a number of congressional campaigns; had managed a campaign for U.S. Senate in Virginia (for a newcomer whose goal was not victory — we were running against Elizabeth Taylor’s husband, for crying out loud — but statewide credentials); I had been given (too much) credit for engineering an upset victory in a race for mayor of Akron, Ohio; had parachuted in to the Iowa precinct caucuses campaign with a team trying to resuscitate Howard Baker’s anemic presidential campaign; and had afterward been appointed manager of two states for him during what remained of his truncated campaign. Continue reading

Donald Trump’s Last Day at Work: A Fable

This is a story, boys and girls, about how Donald Trump’s world could end — not with a bang, but a whimper. These are not like the crimes you and I make, or the defense and injury law firm practicing Rosemead receives. There are a lot more. 

It’s a balmy September day in Washington when John Kelly bursts into the oval office to blurt, “Mr. President, Robert Mueller is here. He wants to speak with you.”

“What?” says the president. “We told him I don’t have to talk to him. I’m the President. He can’t make me.”

“Yes sir. He doesn’t want to discuss the investigation, He says it’s over. It’s shutting down today, and he’s here to say goodbye.”

“Oh. Good. Well, then, bring him in.” Continue reading

Gross Domestic Persuasion

The brainwashing of America is just about complete, and it will soon be time to rinse and repeat. The latest load of suds to be applied to the task is the announcement that the gross domestic product  — the value of all the goods and services produced in the country — grew at a rate of 4.1% during the second quarter of this year. The Industrial Hallelujah Chorus is in full-throated harmony, with every politician and pundit in the land agreeing that this is a very good thing, and competing with each other to invent ever-more-effusive ways to describe the economy — “booming” is just about everybody’s favorite.

The Tweeter in Chief has taken more than 100 per cent credit (as only he can do) for what he described as “amazing,” “historic” numbers. They’re not amazing, they’re not historic, and they’re not really numbers — to call them numbers suggests that they are data, and they are not. What was released Friday was the first guesstimate of a sampling of Wall Street economists of what they thought the economy might have done in the second quarter. Their guesstimates were then averaged, seasonally adjusted, tweaked for inflation, annualized, pasteurized, homogenized, whipped, shaped and polished until the magic number materialized. Continue reading

Death Is Not the Worst Thing

Our collapsing civilization has been shedding its core beliefs by the dozens for decades now. Concepts such as civic duty, ethical behavior, the greater good, compassion and selflessness litter our wake through history like discarded snake skins cast off as we swelled up from our relentless pursuit of money, luxury and power. Oddly, while we seem eager to shed these essential qualities — traits that made us prosperous in the first place — we still cling to, and loudly profess, other beliefs that assure our downfall.

These articles of faith cut across party lines, ideological differences, racial and economic strata. Among them the most deeply revered, and increasingly the most problematic, is the notion of the sanctity of life. Continue reading

Migration is the Unstoppable Force: No Country is Immovable

Tell you what — let’s convene a Blue Ribbon commission to make recommendations about what to plan on doing when the tsunami gets here. All in favor say aye.

Pity for a nanosecond the unfortunate Donald Trump, who has just been run over by migration, something that is spreading across the world like a vast tsunami, threatening to overwash entire countries. It doesn’t really matter that, because he neither reads nor thinks, he has no clue what it was that just flattened him like a possum on an Alabama Interstate (“Why a Rogue President Was Forced to Back Down on Family Separation,” — The New Yorker); because few people in the world, including some very smart people, seem to know what to do about it.

Spoiler alert: It’s too late to do anything about it. Children are going to be crying at the borders for a very long time. Continue reading