Cable So-Called News. It always makes me laugh when I see talking heads’ hair on fire over something Trump did or said. So. Like every minute of the day. Broken record alert! Journalism is dead. Opinion-tainment has replaced reportage. Fake news? More like produced panels with a ranting slant. They each throw in one lame counter-point of view.
Bob Woodward has it right regarding CNN’s Jim Acosta law suit:
“In the news media there has been an emotional reaction to Trump. Too many people for Trump or against Trump have become emotionally unhinged. The remedy isn’t a lawsuit,” he argued. “It’s more serious reporting about what he’s doing.”
I do like to stir the pot. Jump into the fray with both feet. Love debating prevailing biases on the news of the day. Here of course on Side Trek. Also frequently comment on NY Times & Washington Post. Where I usually get labeled a Republican. Or worse. A Trump-sympathizer. Now I’ve added The Wall Street Journal to the list. Just got called a Democrat Woman yesterday. Of all things! Nobody knows what to do with my views. Family on both sides think I play for the other team. So to speak. That’s good. Keeps ’em all on their toes.
Newspapers across the country are united today in hailing freedom and independence of the press. Except the L.A.Times. Rejecting Group Think. And that is the problem. The Press acts in unison to pursue click bait. Instead of covering in-depth domestic and international stories every day, they all publish content that guarantees hits. Shiny objects on every broad sheet and tabloid alike. Trump’s latest utterance or tweet. Hate speak.
Take the road less traveled and truly act as a free and independent source of news! For a change. Especially if they want to effect change. At the top. Even if that’s not their job.
Every day the media starts a story, “Trump sparks outrage by … fill in the blank.” Tweeting insults. Inciting hostilities at campaign rallies. Everything cannot rise to the level of shock and awe. It equivocates confabulations by everyone. Which takes us to Omarosa. The ultimate villain on The Apprentice. A constant and consummate prevaricator. Bringing her into the White House was a joke and a super bad idea. It would never end well. She seeks revenge on everyone. Friend or foe. The only character who could out-con the Orange Man. Though. What’s even more outrageous in this new reality show is the New York Times et al placing Omarosa stories above the fold. That’s the most destructive societal blow.
In dueling New York Times columns, Bret Stephens outlines how Trump is re-elected in 2020; David Leonhardt’s subsequent rebuttal details how Trump is defeated in 2020. Both choose Elizabeth Warren as the Presidential Candidate of the Democrats. Stephens has Sherrod Brown as her running mate and they lose. Leonhardt puts Eric Holder on the ticket with her and they win. If you ask me, the common denominator is a major flaw in both scenarios. Warren’s nomination would be a disaster for the Dems even if Trump imploded.
Bottom line. Trump abdicates to build a hotel in Tblisi. Pence becomes a nun. Warren still could not beat any Republican candidate in a 2020 run.
Bret Stephens’ column in today’s NYTimes is written as if on the day after the 2020 re-election of Donald Trump. Brilliant and prophetic. Think Nancy Pelosi becomes Speaker in 2018. Trump has a field day with that. Mueller’s investigation concludes with scandalous allegations of corruption and financial chicanery, but no crimes of obstruction or collusion. Economy still good. Then in 2020 the Dems run the scintillating ticket of Elizabeth Warren & Sherrod Brown.
Says it all. Four more years of TTSD.
Chug your favorite brew. All day. It’s Miller times. Elizabeth Warren graces the cover of New York magazine this morning with the headline, Front Runner? Ocasio-Cortez and Bernie are in the heartland preaching free everything. Meanwhile, Tweeter-in-Chief is threatening war with Iran. And Michael Cohen is no Ray Donovan, breakfasting with Al Sharpton at the Regency.
Over in Torino, Italia, la famiglia Molinari, the Millers, are celebrating Francesco’s British Open win. A 35-year old’s solid steady showing. Navigated the gourses between the frat house boys and the geezers to hoist the coveted claret jug. Tiger came close. For a minute.