The Ides of July
The Second Shot Heard around the World, other pivotal events we are too overloaded to notice, and Western leaders' international conspiracy to silence honest reporting.
A chance, a muse, an old stage instinct to make sure to look toward everyone in the crowd, even those on the far right sometimes, that exact time, turned his head, narrowing its profile, and as tho by the same angel that whispered to a Scottish marksman how dishonorable it would be to fire upon an unsuspecting rebel general, removed President Trump’s cerebellum from the path of a rifle round.
It would have damaged or destroyed Trump’s cerebellum and probably exploded his occipital artery. Several more bullets came, hitting three members of the rally audience, killing one of them, Corey Compatore, as he sheltered his wife and daughter.
The one that nicked Trump’s ear is visible in the one of many photos taken of him, a streak of silver captured on high-speed film [above] by Doug Mills, Pulitzer Prize-winning bad-ass who may now name his hourly rate. It came from a rooftop [below, red square on left] that should have been covered by constant monitoring and was less than 150 yards away from a counter-sniper team [red rectangle on white roof].
There were witnesses to the rifleman on the roof who say the police and the Secret Service were not responding to at least two minutes of their warning them about the visible body crawling then lying on a nearby rooftop, with a rifle.
The response to the apparent threat, on an ignored nearby rooftop, was too slow.
The Secret Service, recently called too lax by Charlie Kirk at a different Trump event, was too lax.
The shot is too close to Trump’s head to be a hoax, and at least three of the four or more bullets shot found live bodies behind the ducking candidate, so they were probably all real bullets.
Trump isn’t good enough an actor to time such a response to such a cue, and the cut to his ear cannot be explained any other way than by bullet, not even by razor hidden in his hand, if you examine the already available video.
This was an assassination attempt, one by the same type of conspiracy that killed JFK. We have enemies in our government at the highest levels.
This is the only conclusion from the available facts of the shooting, which seem almost blessed to be so clear and irrefutable. But what is even more disturbing is the reaction of half the country, led by their psychological vulnerabilities into believing in the incomplete Charlottesville comment, the violent xenophobia of the first GOP candidate to openly support LGB citizens during his campaign both after the Pulse nightclub shooting and by opening a (true) rainbow flag on stage, and the terrible U.S. state abuse at the border that never happened.
There’s no difference between a cult and a totalitarian society, except the size. The more evidence you show to someone caught in either—if you can get him alone— the more terrified he will become, because of what that contradicting truth would mean to his reality, his understanding of good and bad, his social life, and his opportunities.
He’d have to become the thing good (or smart) people most revile, and instantly. If he watched something like the complete Charlottesville comments and came to the same conclusions everyone outside the cult is coming to, by a dozen different routes, there would be no other home for him than with Far Right, white supremacist, gaybashing macho idiot moron bigots and/or Mormons.
This decade has already blessed us with the prophetic power to predict their view on every issue and current event. It has taught us that the cultie’s ears burn at the sound of secular information, that they will convulse at the sight of an outside truth, and instead of looking for themselves turn on you for flinging pearls at their eyes.
Now we see how it happens, to the best of nations, thruout history: Just kill him. Just put him in prison. Just put them in camps. We need a civil war already. I would never date one.
Now we’ll discover there is only one solution to our being threatened into silence by the fear of exile they transfer onto us when we ask questions or speak what we see.
The hiccoughs and twitches, the elevations of volume, the accusations, the canceling, the doxing, the sneaky sabotage will all continue if they’re in charge of stopping it. They are justified in hurting strangers, breaking rules, ignoring any fairness, laughing that he should not have missed: their enemy is pure evil, and threatens all good.
MSNPC BREAKING NEWS:
The Far Right Is Now OBSESSED with Pearl Chucking, a Sport with Ties to Eastern European Nazis Who Threw Jews and Gypsies into Wells for Easter
Since the shooting, Trump supporters have been seen wearing their hats. In San Fran.
50 Cent posted an image of his own body with Trump’s face, suggesting conspiracy via the juxaposition of the title of his old hit, “Many Men.” From memory come a couple lines Mr. Cent must think apply:
Many men wish death upon me / Blood in my eyes, dawg, and I can’t see
Upside-down flags are flying in places you would never expect them.
Liberals, those not still cowering, are trying again to send videos of Trump’s complete Charlottesville comments to their stupid cousins, in case they’ll listen this time.
The people smarter than you show the remark at 0:57,
and never a minute later, at 1:57 [it’s the same link, to the same press conference].
Suggested follow-up question: “Why do you think they skipped that part?”
As woke/conscientized/race consciousness must, even unto the highest shrewdness of vampires, the race essentialist brand of diversity that earned Kamala Harris her vice presidency and bit her hand first day on the job (“Tell you what, Kamala. You’re gonna be the border czar.”) has turned to bite her party’s hand, paralyzing it with the same venom they inject into children’s minds, to compliment the poison injected into their arms, and the masks blocking half their speech, breathing and individual identity.
But here’s a flag pin to wear instead, Timmy! No, not the American flag. This is you!
Lost my cool a little there. Some levity then: Kamala Harris’s face the three seconds just after Drew Barrymore told her she should should be the Mom-ala, of the nation.
Because.. hold on… damititt.. I can’t… because “WE NEED A MOM-ALA!”
That poor woman. The clown show must be unbearable. And it was in response to Harris’s focus-grouped talking point she had just delivered: that Biden is “like a father” for our nation. You are not in a cult. They are not replacing everything for you.
So between the fear of the bogeymen the DNC generates for enclavers of color to wallow in and the prospect of having an infirm white man and his even more widely mocked human shield of color be Smart America’s only incentive to vote Democrat this November, the party of color has succeeded in trapping themselves while disgusting everyone.
Now super donors are being called “racist” and “callous” and even “white men” for wanting to replace Biden and Harris with… any viable ticket, I guess, for sharpening their knives too publicly and wondering out loud who else but a morally flexible pathological liar run by invisible committee could be the kind of president they want.
FUN FACT: a "shrewdness" can also refer to a collective of apes of psychopaths.
By launching rocket noogies into the narrow Bab El-Mandeb strait, a thin strip of blue necessary to a third of the world’s oil shipments, the Houthi militants of the Arabian Peninsula have become the only land power to also be a sea power, threatening the lifeblood of developed nations and becoming Palestine’s most effective champion, all while being the poorest people on the planet. Expect rap tracks to drop by Xmas.
Bubonic plague has returned to America via the deep filth being cultivated in Portland, Oregon. Don’t worry that it’s carried by housecats. It’s carried by housecats now.
A presidential debate between Trump and Biden that Kennedy wasn’t allowed to participate in was somehow a disappointing event.
Candace Owens started a new autotitular show as she was unceremoniously exited, gagged, from the Daily Wire. She will be leading an incipient trend of black commentators focusing on all things Israel, such as less Jew-friendly re-examinations of World War II, and soon of Hitler himself.
Depending on whom you ask, playbook-in-progress being written for Trump’s fifth year in office, Project 2025, is either a restoration of individual and family rights of self-determination, or a legalization of autocracy meant to empower Trump:
to legally persecute his political enemies,
weaponize the national policing agencies,
vilify certain races and apply double standards based on identity group,
and stay in power after he should let go of it.
Ahem.
Boeing is proving the case for free markets, using its throne as America’s only commercial airplane manufacturer for cover as it kills hundreds of Americans as freely and corporatist-ically as when General Motors killed just thirteen of its customers (because of its own corrupt, sociopathic management, who couldn’t listen to an engineer’s repeated concerns about an ignition switch).
So now we accept assassinations, plural, of witnesses of corporate malfeasance.
Anything for a lighter judgment, I guess. Or to avoid testimonies that would prove Boeing’s recent spectacular failures to be by design, internal sabotage meant to turn investors toward China’s new major airplane manufacturing company. I don’t know.
I’m sure the FBI will soon be making a statement of their findings in their high-priority investigation into the timely double death of Boeing’s most incriminating witnesses.
The land of the family Saud has let the fifty-year agreement to trade their oil in U.S. dollars [a.k.a. the “petrodollar”] expire, to better enable the planned transition to some new post-deficit currency—whether to be based on precious metal again or on an official state blockshackle blockchain [a.k.a. “CBDC”] that solves nothing and empowers no one except invisible committees.
There remains no reason to use voting machines that do not produce immediately and perpetually verifiable paper receipts other than to cheat.
And a dozen people just saw the largest UFO—or a gigantic 3-D hologram of a UFO—over Colorado. I hereby dub it the New Jerusalem.
So… Got yer canned goods? Extra can openers? This November may also require a handcrank radio and updated first aid kits. Texts are more likely to get thru than calls when cell towers are overloaded during disasters, and they save phone battery. Did you know landlines remain usable longer in blackouts because of electricity left in the telephone wires? Not important.
The current world champion candid cameraman, Tommy Robinson (yes, O’Keefe gets runner-up) was just arrested in Calgary, on nothing. Calgary is in the Alberta province of the Cashless Constituency of Canadia (f.k.a. Canada).
According to Canada’s last professor, Jordan Peterson, the Alberta government had nothing to do with the command to detain Robinson, nor with instructing Calgary cops to pressure Robinson to agree to stay in Calgary—missing his other speaking dates in Canada, you see.
Does this remind anyone of the UK’s efforts to crush reporting that a certain ethnic group was responsible for most the island nation’s organized sex crime?
Remember, only raping non-Muslim girls is halal.
That command to detain surely came from Dictator Trudeau, making more evident an international agreement guiding the West’s misleaders to revise or tribalize reports of crime and to vilify everyday heroes who try to stop such crime.
Let the nethermen bankrupt and censor us. We will deprive them of their ability to water their weeds, dry their Narcissan pools of projection, melt the semi-conscious verbal slush they take solace in. All we have to do is stop affirming the lies with our everyday silence, question and interject when falsity and sick accusations spew, and support each other in our dispelling of this ingenious illusion of hatred.
Show them who hates. Show them who has been violent—far more violent. Remind them they value autonomy. Ask them what fascism means, and what it does.
And let us pity, and not pleasure ourselves with much deserved indulgences, as we walk freely by wherever they may be spasming, kneeling to clutch at each evaporating construct like Tetsuo trying to re-embowel himself, desperately stacking collapsing narrative atop collapsing narrative, as tho a sand castle can be rebuilt.
FULL TEXT OF RUMBLE CEO’S REPLY TO TWO MEMBERS OF UK PARLIAMENT:
They are using other governments to violate each other’s nations’ laws and sovereignty, so we must in kind avail ourselves of the many more ways we have to take advantage of being in different countries, and help each other do things the other couldn’t in their state. We are the real stake-holders.