The Mueller Report proves it. In American politics, there is no business like show business.
The kafuffle over the report is the world’s biggest circus. It is a soap opera. And a real opera. Greek tragedy. And a musical comedy. All wrapped into one.
Remember the lyrics to the opening number in the Broadway musical Comedy Tonight: “Something familiar/ Something peculiar/ Something for everyone/ A comedy tonight.” Something appealing, something appalling. Old situations, new complications. Nothing portentous or polite. Something compulsive, something repulsive. Nothing that’s formal, nothing that’s normal. Erratic, dramatic, a comedy tonight!
Now doesn’t this sum up the Mueller investigation and report?
There is something in this melodrama for everyone. Everyone!
You like drama? Our air is filled with subpoenas and payback threats.
For conspiracy nuts, your cups runneth over. You can sniff conspiracy in its every nook and cranny. Conspiracy is its middle name. Trump and his cronies conspired.
No, no, it was Hillary and the intel agencies. It was the Ruskies! Wait, wait. British intelligence dipped an oar into these waters.
You must be blind. That squirmy Clapper done it. And cocky Brennan. Fit up Comey and McCabe with orange jumpsuits.
Nah, nah, nah. It was those lovebirds from the FBI. And that Nellie Ohr character and her mouse of a hubby inside the FBI.
What about that weasel-looking Rosenstein? And what about Jared? And sleazy Cohen? And smirky Manafort? Am I right? Huh? And don’t overlook that slimeball. You know, Whats-his-name.
This show features drama, intrigue and surprise. It offers lies of various varieties. Choose from sneaky, whopper, cunning and clumsy. The show delivers misdirection. It crushes your hopes. It rescues nobodies from obscurity. Vaults them to world fame.
It rewards those who want our legal system to grind out the truth. It rewards those who feel everything is rigged to smother the truth.
It satisfies those who love openness. America has hung out its soiled laundry to flap in the breezes of world opinion.
It satisfies those who know damned well those SOB’s are hiding incriminating stuff from us.
It thrills those who love to see the Democrats squirm and fret. Especially now, on the road to the election.
It excites those who love to see the GOP tarred with Mueller gunk. Especially now, on the road to the election.
Clearly, this is curtains for the Dems. And for the GOP.
Even if you read every page, people will disagree with what you decide. They will find their own interpretation of the simplest items.
For instance, “On Monday, the President put on his trousers.” Interesting, suspicious. This begs the question, just what was his motive? And why were they off? Was this one leg at a time? And can we trust the source of that information? Was he a donor to the campaign? Or maybe a Russian plant? Or an FBI plant? Is this more of Stormy’s accusations?
Like the best of TV series, this show marches on. It teases us with revelations to come. Because now, Attorney General Barr wants to investigate the investigators. Oh, oh. More intrigue.
Meanwhile, the findings of two more investigations are headed our way. And the Dems in the House want to fling Mueller up against the wall. And frisk him of anything he may have withheld.
Meanwhile the Republicans in the Senate promise hearings to embarrass and ruffle the feathers of our intel birds.
Meanwhile, a dozen more players are dashing off books. Screen writers are pouring out possible scripts for docudramas and movies.
I tell ya, we got more meanwhiles than Days of Our Lives and Coronation Street combined.
Meanwhile, Big Media guys are warming up for further chapters. So many pots of facts and fiction to stir. So much breaking news to break.
The curtain rises for the second act. And for who knows how many more? Let’s go, on with the show!
Only in America. That is a compliment. Or maybe it’s not.
From Tom…as in Morgan.
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