Critters of the Washington, D.C. Swamp Unite vs. Trump

For many months, President Donald Trump was accused of colluding with the Russians. The big media trumpeted the charges and rumors. They practically convicted him. FBI Director James Comey assured Trump he was not under investigation.  The director told all the leaders of Congress that the president was not under investigation. He directly briefed 34 […]

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For many months, President Donald Trump was accused of colluding with the Russians. The big media trumpeted the charges and rumors. They practically convicted him.

FBI Director James Comey assured Trump he was not under investigation. 

The director told all the leaders of Congress that the president was not under investigation. He directly briefed 34 leaders. From both parties.

Add up their staff members and aides and intimates, and it comes to a few thousand top people on Capitol Hill. A few thousand who knew Trump was not being investigated. They knew.

Big media certainly knew months ago that Trump was not being investigated. Yet they pumped out a stream of stories of possible collusion. They told the American people their president was being investigated. They knew this was a lie.

Trump asked the FBI’s boss to state publicly that he was not being investigated. He didn’t do it. Maybe he was too busy. He did find time to leak conversations he had with the president. About other matters. He had to be trotted before a Congressional committee before he would say the president was not being investigated.

For months, Trump twisted in the wind. He was savaged by the media and the critics. Few defended him. Yet thousands knew he was not being investigated. And nobody stood up. Nobody called off the bloodhounds.

What was going on? Consider: Of all District of Columbia voters, 4 percent voted for Trump. While 91 percent voted for Hillary Clinton.

Virtually nobody in Washington, D.C. wants this guy in the White House. The reason is simple: He threatens whatever sweet deals they have going for themselves.

Washington is a cesspool. The “cess” is the money. If you are elected to Congress you must raise big money. Democrat memos tell members to spend four hours per day raising money. Republicans are no different. If you want to be on a hot committee, you must raise X millions per year. You have to raise millions for your own campaigns. Some former Congressmen admitted they spent two-thirds of their time asking for money.

Meanwhile, Washington watched the big Clinton machine vacuum up hundreds of millions for charity. Bull. It was an influence-peddling operation. Want proof? Nobody is giving money to that machine these days. Charity my foot.

The awful truth is that Washington is for sale. Most of our politicians have their virtues. But on the side, they are hookers.

Do you suppose those who give all the money to the pols leave it at that? Or do you suppose they want something in return? Like guys who buy hookers, of course they do.

They want spending here. And there. They want regulations to go their way. They want jobs for pals. They want tax breaks. They want contracts — and under-the-table deals.

The cogs and wheels and gears of Washington’s humungous machine are greased with money. Along comes this Trump, this interloper. He wants to toss sand in the gears. He wants to cut fat budgets. He wants to cut regulations. He wants to end a few tax breaks. And unlike the other pols he doesn’t need to ask for money.

Can’t have that.

The critters of the swamp will tolerate and excuse corruption of all kinds. They will hide it. They will rationalize it. As long as it is by one of their own. They will ally with big media to do this. And to attack anyone who threatens their swamp. The big media will help because it is neck deep in the swamp as well.

I doubt Mr. Trump will survive the attacks from the critters. He is the ultimate outsider. He has no friends in Washington. And Washington will chew him up and spit him out. It ain’t gonna be pretty.

From Tom…as in Morgan.          

 

Tom Morgan writes about political, financial and other subjects from his home near Oneonta. Several upstate radio stations carry his daily commentary, Tom Morgan’s Moneytalk. Contact him at tomasinmorgan@yahoo.com

 

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