Democrats Hoist on Their Own Transcript

Heard it from a friend who

Heard it from a friend who

Heard it from another you been messin’ around

               REO Speedwagon 

Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s call for formal impeachment proceedings is not the first time this has happened in Congress. It’s not even the first time President Trump has been threatened with impeachment. It is, however, the first time impeachment has been based on the results of a game of ‘Telephone’ gone wrong.

Al Hunter Washington Times

This spurious ‘whistleblower complaint’ is the brainchild of a leftist CIA operative who was not part of the telephone conversation between Trump and Ukraine President Zelenskyy. This CIA tool had not even seen a transcript of the conversation. The complaint that finally jump–started impeachment was based solely on a rumor that was distorted in an effort to cause maximum damage to the president.

Initially I was worried. Not because the Opposition Media had finally gotten a negative Trump story right. I was worried because Trump may have finally gotten it wrong. As I’ve written before, for a man who talks as much as the president does, he is famously inarticulate. Trump wanders around a topic, brings in unrelated information, loses his train of thought and then concludes. And that’s just in a single sentence. If his teeth started to fall out he’d be Joe Biden.

My concern was in an effort to be chummy or topical or through sheer impulsiveness Trump had finally knotted a word noose that would hang him.

And then to everyone’s consternation, Trump released the transcript. The left expected him to hold out for months so the mystery transcript could be a central topic of 2020 attacks. Since no one had seen the document the left was free to lie without fear of being contradicted. Like ‘Russia Collusion’ until Ahab Mueller stepped in the Schiff.

Instead Trump destroyed the timeline and the issue.

I’m not one of the die–hard supporters convinced Trump plays Nine–Dimensional Chess while the rest of us are futzing around on a checkboard. I do believe Trump knows how to exploit an opportunity when the enemy hands him one.

While the Clown Caucus that comprises the House under Democrat rule was busy negotiating book advances for its inside account of the Impeachment That Brought Trump Down — Melania was finding it impossible to get to sleep Tuesday night because Trump kept doing the Pennywise Victory Dance.

Why? Trump KNEW WHAT WAS IN THE TRANSCRIPT!

To say the transcript didn’t even rise to the level of Magic Beans insults supernatural legumes. The ‘whistleblower’ transcript doesn’t even have the substance of the gas produced from consuming Magic Beans.

Trump asks for two ‘favors’ from Zelenskyy. First look into Crowdstrike, the firm Hillary Clinton’s DNC hired to investigate the party’s data breach. The FBI was never allowed to examine the ‘breached’ servers. If they still exist in the Ukraine it could shed important light on the largest voter suppression effort in the history of the USA: The left’s attempt to nullify the 2016 presidential election.

Second is reopening the investigation into Hunter Biden. Here we have evidence of obstruction of justice, using the diplomatic power of the United States for personal gain and urging another nation to meddle in our affairs.

We even have a confession from Joe Biden.

In an appearance before the Council on Foreign Relations Biden boasted, “I got a commitment that [Ukraine] would take action against the state prosecutor and they didn’t. [I told them] you’re not getting the billion [in US loan guarantees]. I’m leaving in six hours if the prosecutor isn’t fired you’re not getting the money. Well son of a bitch he got fired and they put in place someone who was solid.” By “solid” Biden means a stooge who would drop the investigation into his son.

The investigation Shotgun Joe obstructed was looking into Hunter Biden’s qualifications to serve on the board of a Ukrainian energy company to the tune of $1 million a year.

Hunter doesn’t speak Ukrainian. He knows bupkis about energy. He might be useful if the company decided to expand into cocaine, but that’s it. Hunter’s only real qualification for the job was his father, who was also in charge of aid for the Ukraine. It’s nepotistic crony capitalism and it reeks.

That’s the real scandal and it’s going to be a prominent part of any impeachment process involving the transcript. Democrats are going to be forced to make the case that obstructing Ukraine justice for Hunter Biden was perfectly legal, while Trump wanting to end the influence–peddling and nepotism cover-up by the Bidens is an impeachable offense.

That’s a crock of Schiff only the left could swallow.

Rachel Dolezal’s Complexion Problem

She's either a giant Q-Tip or preparing to become a human cannonball.

She’s either a giant Q-Tip or preparing to become a human cannonball.

Elizabeth Warren meet Rachel Dolezal. Or better yet, Liawatha meet Fauxprah. Talk about your sisters from another mother! One pretends to be an Indian to exploit the racial spoils system on the East Coast. While the other undergoes what Zorro & The Blue Footballs called the “race change operation” to become black and abuse that quota system on the West Coast.

When Warren’s deception was discovered her nicknames became very colorful: Crockagawea, Fauxcahontas and Liawatha were some of the best. Dolezal and her blackface masquerade also have great potential. In just a few minutes I’ve come up with Josephine Faker, Liah Angelou, Phony Morrison, Nodetta and Fauxprah. You can create your own, but hurry, Rachel’s notoriety won’t last as long as Elizabeth’s, unless she can find enough deluded Democrats to elect her to office, too.

Dolezal’s transformation started slowly. Her parents adopted four black orphans. This act of kindness had a bizarre impact on blonde, blue–eyed Rachel. Maybe it was the attention they received. Maybe it was the melatonin.

Eventually she applied for a scholarship to historically black Howard University in Washington, DC. Family members couldn’t help but notice she sounded more like Hattie McDaniel during her phone interviews than white–bread Rachel, but their surprise was nothing compared to the shock in the admissions office at Howard when Goldilocks walked in the door.

Her time there was not without incident. She attempted a failed lawsuit against university for racial and sex discrimination. I’m willing to give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she got tired of being called “Snowflake” and decided to do something about it.

Her mistake may have been combining Man Tan with Jheri Curl in a single session. She dozed off as Rachel and woke up as Fakey Minaj. After listening to Michelle I was under the impression life as a black woman was tough: subtle insults at state dinners, news media hanging on your every word and people at Target asking you to reach for items on the top shelf.

But here’s Rachel volunteering for duty. She had a brief marriage to a black man — it may have caused problems when he asked why a black woman had to spend so much time on the tanning bed — and then moved to Spokane to become the Al Sharpton of the organic clothing crowd.

And that proved to be the beginning of the end. Spokane is not all that far from her parent’s home in Montana and as Rachel’s profile increased it was only a matter of time before someone made the connection.

In retrospect Dolezal is almost a cliché. First she tries too hard. Rachel grew this huge, unruly mop of Rasta hair that I thought was supposed to be confined under a large knit cap. But no, she piles it on top of her head and as a result she looks like a cross between giant Q–Tip or a human cannonball testing a new shock absorption system.

She uses her chemically–induced race to become chair of the Seattle Police Ombudsman Commission where she searches for police brutality. Rachel claims her adopted black brother is actually her son. Ben Shapiro has unearthed an interview with The Easterner where she says the family lived in a teepee, dad hunted with a bow and arrow and they had to flee to South Africa where she was abused with a Boer whip.

Rachel claims to be a professor when she’s not; says she was date raped but didn’t file charges; explains her hair is blonde because she had cancer and whines that someone painted a swastika on the door of an office where she worked.

Essentially Dolezal is a leftist grievance recycling center masquerading as a human. The only thing she hasn’t claimed to justify her ethnic transformation is dad was the “black sheep” of the family.

Now it’s all come crashing down. She had to resign from the NAACP, the police stopped investigating her hate crime magnetism, the university didn’t renew her contract and the black man she claims is her father disowned her.

The only good news for our drama queen is the gullible and superficial media is flying her east to appear on network TV. And there are rumors of an endorsement deal with Fake Bake.

Before she resigned, authentic members of the NAACP were starting a petition to force Rachel to take a leave of absence during the controversy. Her resignation pre–empts that, but some alone time might come in handy. Rachel could try to get in touch with her roots. I hear Scandinavia is very nice this time of year.

TX Democrat Gubernatorial Candidate Wendy Davis’ Slip Is Showing

Wendy Davis memeWendy Davis is not the first Democrat to use a fetus pile as a stepping–stone to higher office. She’s only the latest. But Wendy is in such a hurry to run for governor of Texas that she’s left a lot of inconvenient facts behind.

Davis first came to prominence when she lead a filibuster on the floor of the Texas Senate in favor of allowing women to abort their child as late as three months into the pregnancy. She termed it a “human right.” In contrast to Senator Ted Cruz (R–TX) who read children’s books during his filibuster, Davis essentially read the unborn the riot act.

Although Davis is ruthless when it comes to the unborn, she expects Texas voters to have enough sympathy for her climb up from a hard–scrabble background to make her the first Democrat governor since 1995. She describes herself as a divorced teenage single mom who went from living in a trailer to Harvard Law and the Texas Senate.

Like Massachusetts’ Sen. Elizabeth Warren (D–Falseahontas), Davis believes that redneck chic is a real vote getter among women and low information voters. And just as Warren’s tale of adolescent privation and Native American ancestry didn’t hold up to scrutiny, neither does Wendy’s.

The only element of the tale that’s entirely true is she’s a woman, of sorts. As reported by The Dallas Morning News’ Wayne Slater, Davis was 21–years–old when she divorced. After the divorce she remained in the mobile home where she’d been living with her former husband. Although she may not have been too popular with neighbors since she also received three vehicles in the settlement.

Based on those qualifications I could be governor of Texas having lived in a trailer for an entire semester at college.

Davis didn’t stay single for long. Seeing an opportunity she morphed into a dress–wearing John Kerry. Wendy had her father approach a friend of his and ask, “How do you like younger women? My daughter wants to go out with you.” Husband–to–be Jeff Davis said in an interview. “I was flattered so I took her out. We dated two or three years, then got married.”

Jeff paid for Wendy’s last two years at Texas Christian University, although her spin is, “It was community resources. We paid for it together.” Sure, Jeff wrote the check and she cashed it.

Mother–of–the–Year Wendy then applied to Harvard Law School and was accepted. (I would really like to get a look at her application essay. It would no doubt move Charles Dickens to tears.) After her acceptance at Harvard, Jeff dutifully cashed in his 401(k) retirement account to cover the initial years and then took out a loan to pay for his wife’s last year.

In the meantime Wendy was faced with a dilemma regarding the children. Her daughter from her first marriage was 8 and the daughter with Jeff was 2, so it was obviously way too late to abort them. But how would it look for a hot little blonde to be toting children that reminded her of mobile housing?

So she left both girls with Jeff back in Fort Worth while she went to pursue her dream solo.

Wendy graduated in 1993 and returned to Fort Worth where one assumes her daughters asked to see a photo ID and then welcomed her home. In 1998, running as a Republican, Davis won a seat on the city council and began her climb up the political ladder.

Ironically enough, the day after Jeff made the last payment on the loan he took out for Wendy’s Harvard Law degree, she moved out and filed for divorce. Of course Wendy takes umbrage at the thought that poor Jeff was just another stepping–stone. Slater quotes her vehemently denying any exploitation, “I was a vibrant part of contributing to our family finances from the time I graduated to the time we separated in 2003,” she said. “The idea that suddenly there was this instantaneous departure after Jeff had partnered so beautifully with me in putting me through school is just absurd.”

Vibrant? Who talks like that and what does it mean? Wendy oscillated when she got a check? Here’s a rule of thumb from a media consultant: When descriptive words are excessive for the surrounding context it means they’re lying. Like when Obama talks about “robust diplomacy.”

For his part, Jeff wasn’t feeling so beautiful. The divorce filing listed adultery on Wendy’s part and he asked for a restraining order against Ms. Vibrant requesting the court require her to refrain from the use of drugs or alcohol “within 24 hours of contact with her children.”

The divorce allowed Wendy to again demonstrate her deep concern for children as she chose to give sole custody of her 12–year–old daughter to her husband; saying it just wasn’t a good time for her to have a daughter tagging along.

So there you have it. The darling of Texas Democrats and leftist abortion supporters nationwide is a liar who won’t even agree to raise her own daughter if it interferes with her overwhelming ambition. She’s used and discarded her way into Democrat political stardom.

Maybe Wendy Davis is simply the culmination of the decades–long feminist campaign to remake America. Now a woman can be as callous and unscrupulous as male politicians and still run for office.

For her part Davis realizes she’s going to have to do something about that biography. “My language should be tighter,” she said. “I’m learning about using broader, looser language. I need to be more focused on the detail.”

Or she could just trying telling the truth for a change.