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forgive or forget the biden lies

friday, may 30th, 2025

What a remarkable coincidence that Joe Biden’s wranglers discovered he had cancer right in the middle of the revelations about how he was totally senile and everyone around him, including his very real doctor wife, covered it up. Yeah, right. His puppet masters knew, even if that human rutabaga didn’t. Stage IV prostate cancer doesn’t sneak up on you. It’s easy to detect. I know my PSA. It’s .07. I got it tested a couple of weeks ago. I get it tested every year. Weird that I have better medical care than the President of the United States, right? But you don’t believe that. And I don’t believe that. The hacks, frauds, and charlatans demanding that you believe that certainly don’t believe that.

[FULL TITLE: "We Have No Moral Obligation to Forgive or Forget the Biden Lies".]

The Democrat Party: It’s all a lie. It’s all a scam. They hid his likely terminal disease so he could be reelected, disclose it, quit, be hailed as a selfless hero (Hat Tip: Buck Sexton), and hand the country to that drooling half-wit vice president of his. We all know it. And we need to say it, loudly and often, regardless of how hard the whiners whine.

There are two categories of people who heard the “news” – well, it was only news to the American people – and immediately told us that we need to slow our roll on demanding accountability for the rudderless presidency in solemn deference to this ultra-convenient revelation. The first kind are nice people, too nice. Some are serial Fredocon invertebrates who always counsel weakness, submission, and silence. Some believe Christian charity requires not only prayers for him and his family but a free pass on this massive wrongdoing for everyone involved. Others have an understandable sensitivity to the subject because they had family members who suffered the same terrible illness that Joe Biden has just been revealed to have, even though everybody around him must’ve known he had it for years and simply lied to cover it up. Southern Democrats owned the slaves, started the Civil War, formed the KKK, opposed passage of the 13th, 14th, and 15th Amendments, passed Jim Crow laws and the Great Society legislation that decimated the black, nuclear family.

Well, the sissies can pound sand; they look at history and think the Vichy French were too belligerent. I’m not going to judge the others; you need to follow your conscience. But I’m also not going to listen to them. I’m going to say what I want, all the time, and I’m going to continue to point out that Joe Biden is an evil, senile, corrupt pervert, who was and is surrounded by minions interested only in retaining their prestige, power, and plunder.

The other category of people demanding that we shut up about the obvious truth that this is all part of an enormous scam are the people in on the con, the Democrat politicians, social media mouthpieces, and the regime media. But truth-shaming won’t work, not anymore. It’s remarkable how stuck in the 20th century these Democrats and affiliates are with their narrative-molding strategies. They really think that the old rules are still in effect, that they can leverage fake decorum to shut us up because the regime media will be able to act as censors and keep the hard questions from ever being asked. Well, today there are more than three networks and there are more than two newspapers. There’s also this thing called the Internet, and we’re going to use it to talk about how the people who put their hands inside Joe Biden’s puppet head faked his presidency for four years.

This bogus cancer diagnosis – I don’t doubt that he has Stage IV cancer, I just doubt his handlers figured that out last week – is so obviously a flex designed to shut us up that I’m almost insulted they would pull it on us. They must think we’re Democrats too, that we’ll fall for this nonsense, that we will decide to lighten up on our righteous fury provoked by the recent revelations, in books and in the Hur tapes, about how everybody in the White House, the Democrat Party, and the regime media knew he was senile and lied to our faces for four years. That’s four years at a minimum – the dude has been an eggplant for the last ten, and even before that he was a moron.

“But but but but but you’re picking on a guy with a stutter who has prostate cancer!”

Well, the fake fussy pearl-clutching over us being meanies isn’t going to work anymore. I, for one, remember their grave disappointment when Donald Trump was almost murdered, and when an innocent man was. Just the other day, I stumbled on a Twitter thread of leftist morons explaining how the whole Butler shooting thing was a giant head fake designed to do something because of reasons and shut up, you’re all racists and literally Hitler. If Trump got a prostate cancer diagnosis, every blue state and Ivy League college campus would declare a holiday. The difference is that we’re not celebrating his disease; we’re just not granting a blanket pardon because of it.

I need to ask, “What’s the rule?” What’s the rule about the reaction we’re allowed to have to a transparent attempt to shut up any discussion about the greatest cover-up in American history? Well, let me tell you the rule. We’re going to say and do whatever we want, all the time. What are the Dems going to do about it? Tell us we’re even worse than they already say we are? I refer you to the aforementioned stuff about how we’re already literally racist Hitlers. Where do they go from there? The left is all out of epithets, and we’re all out of patience.

I’m not demanding that you dance around in glee at Joe Biden’s misfortune. I’m not demanding that you don’t. I’m not demanding that you do anything. You decide what you’re going to do. If you want to offer your sympathies and prayers to him and his family, go right ahead. And if you want to announce that you don’t care because this guy didn’t care about you, because he got a bunch of people killed, and he was the worst president of the last century, a century that included President Jimmy Carter, I’m not going to tell you not to do that either. You do what you want. You say what you want. And the leftists can seethe.

It’s not about how we feel about Joe Biden, though they want to make it about that to distract us from what this is really about – accountability for the gravest crime ever committed against our democracy. J6 was just a rowdy afternoon. This was a four-year coup by faceless courtiers who no one ever voted for who presumed to sign laws, open the borders, give pardons, and send troops into combat – some of whom, through incompetence, came home inside metal boxes – in the name of a mindless marionette. Where are all the Muh Democracy people today? Telling us to let this go.

But we can’t let this go. I’m not one for congressional hearings. I think most of them are performance art, similar to the kind of performance a sketchy creep in a raincoat gives near a playground during his lunch break from his job at the Lincoln Project. But America being put on autopilot for four years is an appropriate subject for a congressional inquiry, with subpoenas, depositions, and public hearings. The alleged President of the United States, the guy with his crusty finger on the nuclear button, was senile and corrupt, and now it’s revealed that he had a debilitating illness as well. His people covered it up. That’s worth digging into. It’s worth finding out the truth. America deserves some answers about how one political party, aided and abetted by our garbage regime media, lied to us for four years of a “Weekend at Bernie’s” presidency, while who the hell knows was running our country.

Don’t ask me for pity, and don’t try and leverage my sensibilities. We’re past that. We are way past that. Time to double down on digging deep into the Biden scandal. No prostate cancer pardons; the people who tried to pull off this coup must pay.

© 5.20.2025 by Kurt Schlichter, "TownHall".

A Day In The Life.

Up at just after 8a on Friday, a very chilly, cloudy, cool 53°F morning, I upped the heat, made coffee and made Creamed Chipped Beef Over Toast, w/ Peas for breakfast, took a 250mg Bayer "Body & Back" Aspirin for various fall, ribs, Sciatica and Neuropathy pains, fired-up the Win-7 Pentium HP Desktop to let 32 million lines of code load, and had a couple smokes in the garage.

After tuning into the "CS Show LIVE", from 8:30 to 9, I switched to the "CP Show lIVE" to 12 noon. I had a BLT for lunch, and got a call from Sherry that she wouldn't be stopping by after working at her Daughter's shop, later today. There was a delivery from Weis Market (Enola, PA) and I hit the LR couch around 2:30p, for a 90min snooze on the LR couch. I checked the news and weather headlines, after waking, had a BLT for a late lunch, and spent some more time on "The Document" as more storms moved thru the York area.

Nowhere to go, nothing to do, and no one to do it with.

I watched the 6p FNC news, and some of the other offerings from Fox, then switched to TWC's "Weather Gone Viral" until 11:45P. Lights out.

Up at 9:30a on Saturday, a mostly cloudy, very cool 52°, breezy morning. After making coffee and having a couple of smokes, I scanned the news headlines... oh shit: a new Covid-based virus from China is now in the US, called ***COVID-19 variant NB.1.8.1***, from China and Hong Kong, and mainly in South Dakota. Swell. So much "stuff" in the news every day, and I can't keep up with it all, anymore, let alone try to get ahead of it, in here, as I used to do. Tempus fugit.

After a couple quick errands, I did some condo chores, some paperwork on the computer, and watched the evening news. I switched to History's "Ancient Aliens" until 12 midnight, and unplugged.

Up at 8a on Sunday, a sunny, windy, cool 51° morning, made (a new 1lb package of Kona "Farm Hand") coffee, had breakfast, started the first load of laundry, and got ready for the day. I also started a load of dishes, and delayed the recycle and garbage bins until tomorrow, since tomorrow (Monday) is Memorial Day, and pick-ups will be delayed a day. I tuned into the Indy 500 coverage on Fox Sports TV, and it was a joke: full of errors, accidents, crashes and screw-ups. Pretty bad performances for 33 supposed "Professional Drivers". Pitiful, actually.

Sis stopped by, on her way back from a haircut app't in Lancaster, and Wegman's Deli, with 5 large containers of Chinese food for me. My 'fridge now runneth over. I switched to FNC for some news, had dinner, and watched some of History's "The Godfathers" series, and TWC's "Rocky Mountain Wreckers" until 12 midnight, Lights out.

Up at 8a on Monday/ Memorial Day, a blue sky, sunny, nippy 54° morning. I upped the heat, made coffee, had a smoke in the garage, moved the HEMI V8 Jeep out, got the recycle bin and garbage outside, swept out the garage, moved the Jeep back inside, cleaned both toilets, tuned into a "Best of CP Show" from 9-12, had a quick lunch, and Sherry arrived around 1p. Busy morning; heh.

I had lunch, Sherry arrived around 1p, and we had 5 wonderful hours together. After she left, I had dinner, watched the evening news, and switched to Motor Trend's "Iron Resurrection" until 11:30p. Lights out.

Up at 10a on Tuesday, a cloudy, 65° windless morning, lawn mowers/string-trimmers/leaf blowers going-off everywhere. I made coffee, had a smoke in the garage, tuned into the "CP Show LIVE", and scanned the news and weather. Sis stopped by at 12:30p, and we left for Dallastown, to meet with and pay our CPA for 2024 taxes, get my cleaning at DeVono's just a mile down the road, and make a quick stop at Rutter's on the way back to my place. She left for her condo, I made a 2nd carafe of Kona Coffee, and checked the news and weather.

I had the rest of the Vegetable Lo Mein and Steamed Dumplings for a late lunch, grabbed a 1hr nap on the LR couch, and did some other condo chores. The rain started around 4p, and continued thru the evening, as tenps dropped 20°, and I turned-on the heat. My dear friend, Nancy, sent this YT Video (2:04:00) and I watched it all. I've been railing against the corrupt, filthy, criminal NGOs -- Catholic Charities USA. Red Cross USA, International Rescue Committee, Lutheran Immigration and Refugee Service, Doctors Without Borders, ACLU, Save the Children, RefugePoint, International Refugee Assistance Project, Alight, Jesuit Refugee Service, Casa Alitas, Global Refuge, International Organization for Migration, Cultural Orientation Resource Exchange, Feeding Our Future -- for years.

The rain continued. With my cleaning lady coming in at 8:30a tomorrow, I needed to get some decent sleep, so I bagged it at 12 midnight.

Up at 6a, with the alarm, on Wednesday, a still raining steadily, cloudy, 52° morning. JoAnne arrived at 8:30a and got to work. I listened to both the "CS Show" and "CP Show", and after she finished and left, repotted 2 Sweet Basil plants, and left to get several errands done, in the cold rain. I like the cool weather and cold rain. Heh. So do the flora and fauna.

After lunch, I worked on "The Document" for a few hours, grabbed a short nap on the LR couch, had dinner, watched the news, and switched to several History specials. By 1a, I was fading, unplugged and headed upstairs.

Up at 8a on Thursday, a cloudy, drizzly, cool 54° morning. I upped the heat, made coffee, and tuned into the "CP Show", from 9-12. I scanned the news and weather, and planned the day ahead. Sherry and I rescheduled her visit today, to tomorrow, because of a Family situation, so now I can look forward to it, tomorrow. After a Grilled Cheese & Tomato Soup for lunch, I did some outside clean-up of next door's Pin Oak from the past 2 days' storms, and took a short snooze on the LR couch. After dinner, I watched the news, and switched over to History's "Ancient Aliens" until 11p. Lights out.

Tomorrow starts a new week, here in the "Journal", and SURPRISE!, it's another clear one for me, except for CHCA Condo's gutter cleaning teams swarming the buildings. Sherry is here at around 1, and we'll have a nice time together.

What's Normal, Exactly?

When a claque of deep state shills such as Norm Eisen, Chuck Schumer, Bill Kristol, David Brooks, and Larry Summers holler about Mr. Trump’s attempt to reform a depraved political culture as “an assault on norms,” are you not prompted to wonder what, exactly, those norms might be?

Looks like they are describing a colossal matrix of racketeering operations in concert with an epic program of crypto-Marxist mind-fuckery, mountains of money purloined under color-of-law, swindles galore of practically every public enterprise, the capital city of a so-called republic fogged in gaslight to conceal a Satyricon of pedophilia, sodomy, and sado-masochism in every closet, cabinet, and pigeon-hole of the political class.

So, along comes Mr. Trump for the second round, with a supernaturally able clean-up crew this time, and the monsters feeding off that depraved normality commence to shriek in mortal panic as the scaffold of their crimes gets methodically disassembled and secrets are revealed.

Many of you have been pouting over the lack of criminal prosecutions these first hundred days. Why is AG Ms. Bondi preening on Fox News when she should be banging-out subpoenas and arrest warrants, you ask? And what broom-closet is Dan Bongino hiding in over at the Hoover Building? How is Hillary Clinton still at-large in the land? Does Alejandro Mayorkas still make his Saturday excursions to the boutiques along M Street? Looks like the months of May and June are setting up to be the season of shocks and consequence.

Item: James O’Keefe, founder of Project Veritas (he was cancelled from it) and now running O’Keefe Media Group, put out a mighty strange eighteen-second video this week. Looks like it was filmed in a basement somewhere. “I’m going dark,” he says ruefully. “I’m not suicidal. Pray for me. This one scares me, guys.”

A week earlier, O’Keefe announced that he had bombshell recordings of public figures breaking the law, involving billions of dollars, which he expected would lead to indictments. What spooked him in the week since then? I guess we’ll have to stand by to find out, or see if JO’K was bluffing.

Meanwhile Virginia Giuffre, a former Jeffrey Epstein teen sex slave, likewise said just over a week ago: “I am making it publicly known that in no way, shape, or form am I suicidal. If something happens to me, for the sake of my family do not let this go away and help me to protect them. Too many evil people want to see me quieted.” This was a month after she was injured in a traffic accident with a school bus in Western Australia. On April 24, she reportedly committed suicide at home, after release from the hospital. What do you suppose changed her mind?

An ominous silence surrounds the promised release of the Epstein case material, whatever it consists of: depositions, flight logs, photographs, video recordings of prominent people in compromising situations. Remember, not long after inauguration day, the FBI’s New York field office was found to be sitting on a huge trove of previously hidden Epstein case evidence. The DOJ swiftly “retired” the chief agent of the office, James Dennehy, who additionally had failed to cooperate with requests to disclose the names of agents involved in the Jan-6 investigations. Supposedly, since the discovery of the Epstein trove, a thousand agents were assigned to “process” it, redact the names of the innocent victims, so they say. Are the close to finishing?

Speaking of the J-6, 2021 matter, pressure is building for the Republican majority in Congress to hold hearings on exactly what went on that fateful day. FBI Director Patel has yet to disclose how many government agents (not just FBI), and how many “confidential human sources” (i.e., provocateurs), were in the crowd around and inside the US Capitol. It’s getting to be past time to ask Mr. Patel for a straight answer on that in an official proceeding, and continue from there to related business, such as Nancy Pelosi’s failure to reinforce the Capitol Police with National Guard troops that day, and the strange doings around the DNC pipe bomb ploy a few blocks away. Personally, I doubt that Mr. Patel is inclined to lie or dissemble about all that. But the natives are getting a little restless.

Mr. Kennedy at HHS is already pretty frisky in his role supervising the enormous cluster of agencies that have done so much to wreck the nation’s health in recent years. Goodbye fluoride in the drinking water. Hello to placebo testing for new drugs and vaccines. Welcome to a vigorous six-month campaign to determine a likely cause of the autism epidemic. RFK is even asking what exactly is in those aviation contrails that folks have been observing and complaining about for so many years. And then there was the bomb he dropped during this week’s cabinet meeting: that under Joe Biden, HHS acted as a major vector for the trafficking of children. Say, what??? Lotta people wondered, did Bobby really say that? And does he know exactly who in HHS is responsible. . . like, names attached? I guess we’ll find out.

On a brighter note, not only did Klaus Schwab, the comic book villain who leads the World Economic Forum (WEF), resign last week, but he stands formally accused of misusing its funds. An inquiry ensues. Mr. Schwab’s daughter, Nicole, supposedly revealed to possibly sketchy alt-journalist Medeea Greere, that the WEF sought to reduce the global population by billions, and not in a nice way. Standing by on that one. . . . But, at least old Klaus is gone. His temporary replacement is Peter Brabeck-Letmathe, former CEO of the Nestle conglomerate, with a record of nefarious activity in the marketing of infant bottle formula in the third world and other turpitudes. Prediction: the WEF is toast. It was always a bit too bizarre to be taken seriously, but its demise signals real trouble for the foundering Globalist endeavor.

So, the month of May is shaping up to be merry as all get-out, and then June will be bustin’ out all over. That thing you felt. . .? That was the ground shaking and the earth moving. Strap in.

© 5.20.2025 by James Howard Kunstler, "Clusterfuck Nation".