By ann summers
They’ve broken out of mothballs or scraped the bottom of the barrel of favorite CTs, only this time it seems the FBI has decided, in their best J. Edgar finery, that tension at the polls needs a boost, or at least to be squeezed by a bustier.
Vince Foster has returned from the grave via an FOIA request that delivers nothing new, except that the FBI allowed itself to be another tension-producing political instrument of the RWNJs.
But more interesting is a recent story about Richard Spencer, that major theoretician of the alt-right frogmen whose blather has helped the fiction of Bubba’s bastard, among other pieces of disinformation in the election run-up.
As with the giant orange pustule, apparently elections exist to promote indy film and media projects in the advancement of a rump conservatism.
Such a conservatism is at best a loose collection of ideas about a naive reactionary folk theory that can rationalize ideology based on skin color or some facile ancestral genealogy. This is okay just as long as one doesn’t look at real DNA details, because then one would actually have to deal with how racial purity standards transcend lookism.
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