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The American Revolution was the first step in a global upheaval that would do away with a system called monarchy, creating a new world of equality and freedom. On paper this sounds about perfect, n’est-ce pas, as our French friends say, but in actual fact a few years later the Haitians revolted and massacred the ones who didn’t agree with the revolutionaries, appalling democrats the Western world over. The French chopping off the heads of all people who knew which fork and knife to use at the table did not help democracy either. Nasty and bitter partisan elections have followed right here in these United States, not to mention South American ones, more often than not settled at the barrel of a gun.

In the year of our Lord 2025 the Donald is in the White House, having been duly and fairly elected last November. His supporters cheered his victory and called it unprecedented; his opponents jeered Joe Biden for having reverted to being a baby, hiding it, and refusing to give up his doll, the White House. Never mind. I have a question or two about the jeering, however.

“Something has gone wrong in this country, and I blame those lying activists calling themselves journalists for it.”

Where was this guy Tapper, at present shoveling the money into his bank account for coauthoring the book about Biden’s baby talk, when the republic was being run by unelected gofers of the baby president? Why didn’t he or his coauthor Thompson, both posing as journalists, reveal the truth about the baby residing at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue? I’ll tell you why. Objective truth or fact is an alien concept for 95 percent of journalists, and both men preferred to see a baby dressed as an adult try to run the world instead of a blond, orange tough guy bloviating in Palm Beach. And both men had one thought in mind: to cash in on what they knew after the baby had finally been taken back to his nursery.

Back in 1972 the great American president Richard Nixon carried every state except Massachusetts, winning an unprecedented landslide in the process. Nixon had opened up China and the Soviet Union, had settled the war in Vietnam, and was leading America into the brightest of futures, but he had a mortal enemy—yes, you guessed it, the so-called fourth estate. Two infamously mendacious journalists, Woodward and Bernstein, in cahoots with the deep state and a hostile Congress, brought Nixon down in less than two years after his unprecedented triumph at the polls. These same mendacious hacks and their similes now refer to that disgraceful period as the golden age of journalism. It was nothing of the sort. A few so-called elites controlled the media and hired only those who played the game according to their rules. When President Nixon decided to go after them, they managed to get to him first.

Technology, needless to say, disarmed those who controlled us for so long, namely the lefty major newspapers and the three TV channels. So now little ole Taki can write in his little ole magazine Takimag the truth, and there’s nothing left-wing phonies running the Times or the TV channels can do about it. The “fabled era in the capital, when Presidents feared journalists” is truly over. As Sally Quinn, an old-time Washington gossipmonger and bottom kisser of the powerful, said last week, “Everybody is so disoriented and depressed and untethered.”

I don’t blame them. They’re so depressed about what 77 million Americans did last November that this Goldberg woman who writes a column for the Big Bagel Times is now blaming the great Elon Musk for 300,000 deaths of East Africans. Just think about this. These so-called journalists hate what 77 million citizens voted for, so Times columnists and reporters blame most deaths from cancer and disease on Musk and Trump. See what I mean, dear Takimag readers, when I say that these people calling themselves journalists is like career criminal George Floyd having a square named after him and being called a hero, with 27 million greenbacks being given to his family only because a policeman followed procedure and held him down? Something has gone wrong in this country, and I blame those lying activists calling themselves journalists for it.

Down in D.C. those phonies posing as objective truth tellers are up in arms because their Santa Claus, Jeff Bezos, has named an outsider, Will Lewis—and a Brit to boot—as head of The Washington Post. They want the legacy of Kay Graham revived, in other words the legacy of mendacity and the ability to bring down a president. Well, they might still get it, but this time it’s going to be harder. 77 million voters cannot be ignored by a small group of D.C. catamites. The same ones who call their paper a national treasure for having brought down a great president some fifty years ago.

Here’s what these bums posing as truth tellers did for us lately: denounced anyone sympathetic to Trump as a racist, bigot, or fascist. Dismissed millions of working-class people as numbskulls for having voted the wrong way. Used a vile and sophomoric tone against any Trump appointee, starting with Elon Musk. Hyperbolic fearmongering replaced any kind of balanced reporting of news. The monopoly that Trump haters hold in the media, however diluted by technology, still sets the terms of national debate. But the media landscape is expanding, and that fact alone is driving the lefties a bit balmy. The legacy media, as it’s called, instead of trying to play it straight for once, is reverting to type and claiming its entitlement. It ain’t gonna work. At least I hope not.