A Forest of Lies






Ah… forget about it. You get the point, right?


So anyway… I like the fact that Dan Rather is trying hard to stay relevant by calling out the editor of the Wall Street Journal for not calling Trump’s lies lies:

So this statement (see attached article) from the editor in chief of the Wall Street Journal about how his paper will report on Donald Trump’s potential (likely?) future lies is deeply disturbing. It is not the proper role of journalists to meet lies—especially from someone of Mr. Trump’s stature and power—by hiding behind semantics and euphemisms. Our role is to call it as we see it, based on solid reporting. When something is, in fact, a demonstrable lie, it is our responsibility to say so.

But since Rather ironically (Get it? Rather, as in Dan Rather… and ironically… together as in rather ironically… Oh yeah. I just did that.) brought his own career to an end with a lie who cares what the formally esteemed journalist says about lies, right?

Well, fortunately for him we can still care about what he says because, as is evident by our choice for our next president AKA Putin Fanboy, lies no longer matter.

I mean, this whole argument about how to classify Trump’s lies compares to the old philosophical question about if the tree falling in the lonely forest is audible.

I mean, it doesn’t matter what we call Trump’s lies…

Heck, I mean, it doesn’t even matter that he even lies at all when what he says/lies about is what so many Americans desperately want to hear.

Because when so many of us, and by “us” I surely don’t mean me, want to believe his lies, the question of the veracity of what he says quickly becomes moot… and then just as quickly it becomes reality.

You know what I mean?