HO-LEE-SMOKES It seems like years ago, but was only last October that a respected NBC journalist was driven from the scene by outraged mobs with pitchforks for questioning a certain Democratic senate candidate’s…well…health and mental acuity. Even the candidate’s delightful and feisty South American wife went after the poor girl.
Everyone jumped on speaking the truth and Dasha Burns, pretending all was well with the Uncle Fester-ish Fetterman. From that point forward, there was orchestrated dogpiling-into-exile of anyone who mentioned the obvious or questioned the candidate’s fitness for office through unending, excruciating faux pas. Then it’s all, “Congratulations on your new senator, Pennsylvania.” THIS guy. My little brother was thoughtful enough to share this shot from a PA state rest stop with me. Pretty sure that’s his LtGov pic they still had up, but you get the vibe. I thought channeling Slingblade for an official portrait was definitely edgy. Well done, team! He was just a big, sensitive, heart-achingly compromised progressive, ne’er do well lug with a spit-fire foreign wife. Who couldn’t love him and wish him the best? In fact, there were people in the media – now that it seemed inevitable heartthrob Avenatti was going to prison – who were looking elsewhere for heroes to lionize. In Fetterman’s oversized, rumpled exterior, they thought they might just have found their Hephaestus ~ the crippled Greek God of the forge. Alas. Their dreams, it seems, were doomed. Concerns about Fetterman’s health and every last question associated with it were reignited this week when he wound up in the hospital Wednesday after feeling “lightheaded” during a Democratic retreat. It is now [checks watch] Friday, and he just got released late this afternoon.
It’s amazing what started burbling out about what was actually going on in Fetterman’s world when that news broke, and wait, whut?! How long has this been going on? Helpfully today, the NY Times basically answers, “Oh, the whole freaking time. What? You didn’t know?”
So Fetterman’s stroke was much worse than we were all led to believe? Maybe that’s why no one was allowed to see those medical records after all. Doc/donor said ‘s’all good. And who “forced” him to hit the campaign trail if he was so desperately ill? I’m glad to see I’m not the only one reading the story who interpreted that line that way.
This is ghastly.
Oh. NOW they’re worried. Right. The media lied, lied, and then lied again, in concert with the Fetterman campaign, viciously and shamelessly berating naysayers while eviscerating honest questioners who had the temerity to point out the obvious impairments. And they are still craven enough to crumble when a teensy voice of outrage peeps up from the murk, and comes close to accusing them of being “ableist”…or…something. Witness the NYT stealth scrambling to appease a mob monster on this very story TODAY because the verbiage didn’t suit her. YGTBFKM Now? All the concern oozing and dripping out of this article – coupled with plenty of OOO, Tucker Carlson is ALWAYS SO MEAN to the crippled guy barbs – is nothing more than a cold, calculated set piece. Establish how horribly wounded Fetterman was, how he sacrificed himself for the noble cause, how he is hanging on by a thread and a weak 2-ply poly vice 12-ply cotton one at that. To what purpose? As if we didn’t know. Fiesty Gisele or someone. Won’t be Big John. The same purpose this conspiratorial charade went through, to begin with: take the senate seat at all costs, and deal with the damage – and damaged goods – after it’s safely in the bag. We all saw it coming. I sure hope Fetterman quickly gets well enough to get out of the hospital. Hopefully, he goes home to heal what’s left of him. The damage is already done to everything else. |
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