Congress opens hearings on the Russian affair today, indeed as I type. Here's a few things to pay attention to as they go, and John Brennan says us doubters should not rush to judgement. While we wait for the truth (a word tenuously defined these days) to be revealed, let's laugh at Hair Furor and the nation's clandestine services, who cannot even agree what day of the week they were supposed to meet for his intelligence briefing on the matter. Remember that the president-elect said last week that he would have a big reveal for us "on Tuesday or Wednesday" of this week; that didn't happen on time, either.
This is a shit-or-go-blind choice for America. I find myself in the position of agreeing with Matt Taibbi and Glenn Greenwald -- but uncomfortably alongside Trump and Sarah Palin -- and opposed to Paul Ryan, Lindsey Graham, John McCain, and 97 other senators by Graham's math. A very strange place to be.
Don't let it be written that I never offered a self-deprecating cartoon.
There remains, to this moment, no conclusive evidence that the Russians gave Julian "Assuage" (Freud would be so pleased with Trump's unpresidented auto-corrections) the DNC emails that either undermined Hillary Clinton's White House bid in drip-drip-drip Chinese water torture-style, or simply revealed the rigged Democratic primary everyone (save a few Hillbots practicing denial in advance) saw happening without the benefit of purloined electronic correspondence. And we laypeople may never be allowed to know what really happened with Russia and Wikileaks, and partly because even the definition of 'classified' information is now so nebulous, as we know from James Comey's revelations with regard to her email server.
So if I'm wrong about the nefarious Putin and his Manchurian president-elect, I'll own it just as soon as I know it. Which may be as soon as this morning. Watch C-Span for the hearings or check your Twitter for what trends (I'm seeing "DNI Clapper" as I hit publish on this post).
Update: DNI James Clapper's testimony revealed essentially nothing this morning (see also the Tweet feed in the top right column). Maybe when the unclassified report he has promised to release next week is made public, I can be persuaded.
This is a shit-or-go-blind choice for America. I find myself in the position of agreeing with Matt Taibbi and Glenn Greenwald -- but uncomfortably alongside Trump and Sarah Palin -- and opposed to Paul Ryan, Lindsey Graham, John McCain, and 97 other senators by Graham's math. A very strange place to be.
Don't let it be written that I never offered a self-deprecating cartoon.
There remains, to this moment, no conclusive evidence that the Russians gave Julian "Assuage" (Freud would be so pleased with Trump's unpresidented auto-corrections) the DNC emails that either undermined Hillary Clinton's White House bid in drip-drip-drip Chinese water torture-style, or simply revealed the rigged Democratic primary everyone (save a few Hillbots practicing denial in advance) saw happening without the benefit of purloined electronic correspondence. And we laypeople may never be allowed to know what really happened with Russia and Wikileaks, and partly because even the definition of 'classified' information is now so nebulous, as we know from James Comey's revelations with regard to her email server.
So if I'm wrong about the nefarious Putin and his Manchurian president-elect, I'll own it just as soon as I know it. Which may be as soon as this morning. Watch C-Span for the hearings or check your Twitter for what trends (I'm seeing "DNI Clapper" as I hit publish on this post).
Update: DNI James Clapper's testimony revealed essentially nothing this morning (see also the Tweet feed in the top right column). Maybe when the unclassified report he has promised to release next week is made public, I can be persuaded.
