Monday, July 14, 2025

A Different View of the Everglades



Is it true, and if it is, is it good?

 

Today’s report is---well, here’s the headline:

 



 

Gee—was it that they all realized that this guy is an evil idiot manipulated by psychopathic billionaires who are bent on destroying democracy? Was it the insane threats of land grabs that made Canada—Canada, of all places—turn its back on us and seek refuge with Europe? Could it have been the “Alligator Alcatraz,” which he built over seven days in the middle of the Everglades, and to which Trump wants to send American citizens?

 

If you need reasons to hate Trump, see me. Trust me, I’ll give them to you in no particular order, but I won’t put Jeffrey Epstein on the top of the list.

 

Not that I can say anything good about either man. Epstein was a rich guy who “needed” to fuck an (ideally) different  barely-pubescent girl three times a day. He hooked up with a woman, Ghislaine Maxwell, who served as his procuress. He also had a big group of men who had money and big sex drives. The question is whether he was extorting / blackmailing his “friends” and whether Donald Trump was truly “best friends” with him for ten years.

 

Epstein eventually was arrested, taken to the Metropolitan Correctional Center, and was found dead there with a rope tied around his neck. He also had a broken hyoid bone, which is more common in strangulations than in hangings. 

 

Epstein was a despicable character, who would have gravitated to Trump in an instant. Of course Trump hung out with Epstein, of course Epstein supplied girls to Trump, of course Trump is guilty of multiple cases of statutory rape.

 

Even to write about Epstein makes you dirty. The story, apparently, has obsessed the far right—the same people who killed the pizzeria owner whom they believed was operating an underage sex ring in the basement of his restaurant. (The building didn’t have a basement, and the only underage girls around were with their parents….) So the far right wants answers… well, cancel that. They want to be told that Epstein was murdered, and they want the names of the people on his “client list.”

 

I’m an openly gay man who thinks of sex maybe three times a day. The far right, however….

 

So Trump had a problem, since he had promised that there were mounds of incriminating material about Epstein and a sizzling client list and that he would release it all.

 

Then Pam Bondi, our Attorney General, came out and said there was no client list (she had said previously that “it’s on my desk”) and Epstein had died by his own hand. As support, she offered a videotape of the door to Epstein’s door. Absolutely no one entered or left all night!

 

Bihhhte—as we say down here. (“Viste” means “see” in Spanish, but “bihhhte is what you hear).

 

Well, the far right didn’t see it. They pointed—with an extraordinary attention to detail—that there was a one-minute gap in the video footage of the door to Epstein’s cell. Could a hit man enter a jail cell, strangle Epstein, tie a couple of bedsheets around his neck and attach the other end to the top bunk bed? All that in one minute? Or did the hit man take his time and then wait with the freshly killed (and currently chilling) victim for five hours or so when somebody arrived with the breakfast tray?

 

It's like an itch—once you start scratching, you can’t stop.

 

I am so done with it—the American people. We have been enormously blessed, and this is the best we can do? Two weeks ago nobody could pay attention to the fact that Trump had strong-armed a bill that indeed was landmark, but for all the wrong reasons. We were worrying about Diddy Something-or-other and his sex “freak-offs.”

 

Trump poured the concrete floor.

 

Pam Bondi and Kash Patel (the FBI director) have dramatic meeting with Suzie Wiles, White House Chief of Staff. 

 

Trump puts up the cinder block walls.

 

Laura Loomer, an ardent far-right conspiracy theorist and dear friend of you-know-who, may be withdrawing her support…

 

The zinc ceiling is on.

 

Trump steps in to congratulate Pam Bondi, and takes her to the FIFA World Cup (whatever that is).

 

The cots are installed and the chain-link divisions between cell blocks are put in.

 

Flash floods kill 120 people in Texas, with another 160 people still missing. Bound to happen, since climate change is here whether we acknowledge it or not. Also, of course, is the fact that we fired a lot of weather forecasters who, even if they had issued a warning, wouldn’t have had much effect. The residents of the county didn’t want to spend the money to put in an alarm system. They did have, however, the money to send their girls to a Christian summer camp, where many deaths occurred. The girls may be dead but they’re in heaven, so that’s OK.

 

Trump moves the first group of “detainees” into Alligator Alcatraz.

 

Tired of reading? Take a look at this:

 



 

 It took eight days to build this monstrosity.

 

No it’s not a monstrosity.

 

It’s a concentration camp.

 

There’s no other word for it. It’s the American Exceptionalism at work again—the refusal to believe that things are not as bad as they seem. The worried talking heads on mainstream news channels ask, breathlessly, if we are in a constitutional crisis. They discuss this earnestly.

 

The constitutional crisis was two months ago. We’re in a full-throated fascist state.

 

And we’re worrying about Jeffrey Epstein?