They were concerned that any pre-election response could provoke an escalation from Putin. Moscow’s meddling to that point was seen as deeply concerning but unlikely to materially affect the outcome of the election. Far more worrisome to the Obama team was the prospect of a cyber-assault on voting systems before and on Election Day. They also worried that any action they took would be perceived as political interference in an already volatile campaign. By August, Trump was predicting that the election would be rigged. Obama officials feared providing fuel to such claims, playing into Russia’s efforts to discredit the outcome and potentially contaminating the expected Clinton triumph.
This, right here. This is where they choked. The American people had damned close to an absolute right to the information their government already had. The most fundamental act of citizenship is the right to cast an informed vote. The idea that the Obama administration withheld the fact that the Russians were ratfcking the election in order to help elect a vulgar talking yam is a terrible condemnation of the whole No Drama Obama philosophy. Would Donald Trump have raised hell if the White House released what it knew? Of course, he would have. But, as it was, the American people went to vote with only about half of the information they needed to assess his candidacy. This was a terrible decision.
From: President Barack Obama Knew Russia Hacked Election 2016 to Elect Donald Trump
This, right here. This–here, right here.
“I don’t get it. You’re saying ’this here’ in response to ’this here’.”
Well let’s try again, shall we?
This, right here. This–here, right here.
“I see. You’re making fun of the fellow for writing like this. It’s a silly way of expressing oneself.”
That, there–right there. This.
“And I suppose one who writes like that can’t be taken seriously…”
This. Right here. That.
“Well, what can you expect from a political movement whose central mythology is Star Wars? Juvenility is sort of baked into it.”
That. Right there. This.
In other words, they didn’t have an absolute right.
Hm, I didn’t realize a right was an act–but perhaps I’m missing the “theological” significance of the term “right”.
Surely I’m not the only one who sees the grotesque paradox of this sentence.
What’s more, it almost perfectly encapsulates the history of the United States over the past fifty years or so–whereby a cultural revolutionary “progressive” movement has dedicated itself tirelessly to the coarsening and vulgarization of our national life, but is now mortified at a coarse and vulgar President Trump.
Incipit nihilismus.
And he would have had an absolute ratfcking right to do so.
They had all the information they needed and they made their choice–to reject Crooked Billary. (You remember Crooked Billary, doncha? He’s the one who had such a sense of the dignity of the Presidency as to diddle some intern’s twat with a cigar in the Oval Office.)
Sheez, “Mr.” Pierce–you’d think somebody grabbed your pussy or something.