And it didn’t involve the Trump campaign. It’s now becoming clear that the Russian Collusion story is failing because there are no facts to support it. Indeed, it appears to have been based on nothing more than shoddy opposition research from the 2016 campaign by members of the press, politicians, and elite bureaucrats to effect a coup against an elected president. Now that the coup is failing, Julie Kelly offers some questions in a post at American Greatness—
So, what now? Who will pay the price for unleashing this ordeal on the American public? Which lawmaker will be rebuked and censured for pretending to have evidence of malfeasance that never happened? Which former high level official will be charged for abuse of power?
What journalist will be fired and permanently jettisoned from the industry for intentionally misleading readers and viewers? What editor or media owner will be held accountable for publishing illegally leaked information that exacted real harm on innocent people? When will NeverTrumperers who accused more astute observers of this scheme of being “conspiracy theorists” going to apologize?
How will people harassed by the media and investigators restore their professional standing, squandered savings and mental wellbeing? How can the president regain the time in his term that has been lost to this craven insurgency?
These are only a handful of the questions now arising from the wreckage of the failed Trump-Russia collusion gambit; the answers might be just as infuriating as the questions themselves.
My exit question for now is: How do you shame someone with no sense of shame?
Pointage, laughery and mockification aren’t the only things inspired by the inept activities of Team Kimberlin. They’ve inspired parody fiction as well. This episode of Yours Truly, Johnny Atsign first ran four years ago today.
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ANNOUNCER: From Westminster, it’s time for—
SOUND: Skype rings once.
JOHNNY: Johnny Atsign.
FRIDAY: (Telephone Filter) Johnny, it’s Joe Friday.
JOHNNY: Hey, Joe. How’s your part of the investigation going?
FRIDAY: (Telephone Filter) Liz just got back from the lab with the results.
JOHNNY: Uh, huh.
FRIDAY: (Telephone Filter) I think you’ll find them intriguing.
JOHNNY: Will I? I’ll come over and take a look.
MUSIC: Theme up and under.
ANNOUNCER: The Lickspittle Broadcasting System presents W. J. J. Hoge in the transcribed adventures of the man with the action-packed Twitter account, America’s fabulous free-lance Internet investigator …
Team Kimberlin’s lies, deception, forgeries, and false narratives have been so abundant that there’s an irregular but recurring feature here at Hogewash! called Prevarication Du Jour. This one ran a year ago today.
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At least one of these tweets contains a false statement.Either the Clinton Police had a confession concerning the imaginary tire slashing and knew whodunnit or they had no proof.
Or the Cabin Boy™ has been caught lying again.
The Gentle Reader may make up his own mind.
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Of course, I stand by my reporting on the Cabin Boy’s™ fabrication of that tire slashing incident in Iowa. Given the contradictions in the shifting versions of his story, it’s clear that he was lying, and that fits his long standing pattern of falsehoods and forgeries.
Oh, one more thing … Four years ago today, the temperature was just above freezing here in Westminster, Maryland, and the Cabin Boy™ was complaining that having to go out in such extreme weather could potentially kill him because of his Parkinson’s disease. It was 5° F (-15 C) yesterday morning in Havre, Montana.
It seems that even people who want to believe Brett Kimberlin eventually figure out that he’s a liar. This post from six years ago today titled Dread Pirate #BrettKimberlin, Storyteller was taken from Kimberlin’s authorized biography.
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From listening to him in court, reading his court filings, and viewing his web sites, it seems to me that TDPK is making stuff up as he goes along. Mark Singer came to a similar conclusion in his book Citizen K. The following is from a section that begins at the bottom of page 335.
I came to this conclusion:
The Quayle story was Kimberlin’s most successful creation, the invention that propelled him further than any other. Someone he knew, but not Kimberlin himself, had either sold or claimed to have sold pot to Quayle—and he appropriated this for himself. …
I spent four years asking questions about Kimberlin, and along the way I never met a soul who could offer genuine corroboration of the fable that brought his to my attention in the first place.
Brett Kimberlin is a storyteller, a teller of tall tales, but not a very good one. He sometimes has trouble remembering what he said to whom when. Of course, if one tells the truth, that’s less of a problem.
Before he was tagged with the nickname Dread Deadbeat Pro-Se Kimberlin, Brett Kimberlin was mocked at this blog as The Dread Pirate Kimberlin because of a pirate-themed blog he tried to operate for a few weeks in late 2012. Six years ago today I ran this post titled Dread Pirate #BrettKimberlin of the Caribbean.
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The paragraph at the bottom of page 55 of Mark Singer’s book Citizen K contains the following.
The only plane he ever owned was a single-engine Piper 235. For one six-month stretch, he leased a twin-engine Piper Navaho. The latter had a cargo capacity of two thousand pounds, but Kimberlin said the most exotic agricultural product he ever hauled was organic mangoes. He flew all over the country and in the Caribbean, occasionally doing smuggling reconnaissance, sometimes carrying cash, but never moving drugs.
Sometimes carrying cash. I wonder where. One reasonable suggestion would be to vendors to pay for the dope he was buying. Another possibility would be to a bank or banks in a jurisdiction with good privacy laws in order to have a bankroll to use if he had ever fled the country using his false passport.
Now, Gentle Reader, if you had a stash of money overseas and wanted to repatriate it without incurring any tax liability, how would you go about it? Would you consider setting up a “charity” with loose accounting that could receive “donations”?
It’s just an idea.
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Yeah, like Hal Holbrook said when playing the role of Deep Throat, “Just follow the money.”
On 4 April, 1968, I was 20 years old. That evening, I had the news shift at WLAC, a clear channel AM station in Nashville. In 1968, it was the number one R&B station in the country. Just as my shift was beginning, Martin Luther King, Jr., was shot to death in Memphis. One of the things I learned that night was the importance of getting the facts right.
I held off commenting on the Covington Kid v. Native American story this past weekend. The initial video didn’t look good, but it also didn’t make sense to me. I waited for corroborating facts, and none appeared. In fact, the additional raw footage that surfaced has discredited the narrative spun around the original edited version. It now looks to me as if someone used the edited video to tell a lie, and that lie resulted in a social media mob rioting, trying to figuratively burn down the lives of some kids who got in the way of The Narrative.
Both morality and the facts matter.
Twitter permanently suspended my business and personal accounts in 2015 based on false allegations of targeted abuse. They restored my business account (but not my personal account) when those claims failed in court. If Twitter really desired to be a trustworthy and safe social media platform, it would suspend the accounts that engaged in targeted abuse of the Covington high school students. Based on my experience, I doubt that Twitter will do the right thing.
@jack, prove me wrong.
UPDATE 2—My podcasting partner Stacy McCain has these thoughts here.