The Tell-Trump Heart

August 1, 2017

A week or so ago, another absurd denial of fact by the #TabloidPresident inspired Madeleine Morris,‏ aka @RemittanceGirl, to tweet:

“I am powerfully reminded of Poe’s The Tell-Tale Heart. The dead giveaway to the fact that the narrator is insane is his repetitive denial.”

I couldn’t resist and fired off (with a little help from Patrick):

“True!-nervous-very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am not stable? #FauxNews has sharpened my senses!”

and

“‘Villains!’ I shrieked, ‘dissemble no more! I admit the deed!–tear up the planks! here, here!–It is the beating of the Russian Collusion!’

To which, @RemittanceGirl responded

“The Tell-Trump Heart”.

That resulted in an immediate request from Patrick to write the full fan fic version of The Tell-Tale Heart as The Tell-Trump Heart.

Warning, don’t try to drink beverages while reading.

 

The Tell-Trump Heart

(with apologies to Edgar Allan Poe)
By Game Master

True! — nervous — very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will many, many people say that I am crazy? The presidency had sharpened my senses — not destroyed — not dulled them. Above all was the sense of memes acute. I heard all conspiracy theories in the Info Wars and in the Fox News. I heard many, many things in Russia. How, then, am I mad? I’m honored to have the greatest temperament that anybody has. Believe me! See how stable I can tell you the whole story.

It is impossible to say how first the idea to run for President entered my brain; maybe because my friend Putin said it, maybe not, I forget. But once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object for the responsibility there was none. Passion for doing the job there was none. I loved the old man Uncle Sam. He had never wronged me, always looked the other way every April 15th. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire, well maybe I did. I think it was his gaze! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a reporter — a sharp blue eye that could look right through me. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold and told my lawyers to hide my tax returns. I don’t pay taxes. That makes me smart. And so by little steps, – tiny, tiny little steps, so tiny you’d never see them — I made up my mind to take the life of the Uncle Sam, and thus rid myself of the fake news forever.

Now this is the point. People say I am mad. Madmen know nothing and I know many things. I know the best things. But you should have seen me. I was the best sneaker. You should have seen how sneaky I was — with what unpresidented plans — with what total focus I sent my staff to work! I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I declared my candidacy. And every night, about midnight, I went to my smart phone and turned it on — oh so gently logged into Twitter! And then, when I had opened a keyboard sufficient for my hands – such big hands, not tiny at all – and with my mind all closed, closed, that no light shone in, did I type out a Tweet. Oh, you would have laughed to see how cunningly I tweeted! I typed it slowly — very, very slowly, so that I might not disturb him. It took me an hour to finish my tweets. Okay, more like three hours. Genius cannot be rushed. Ha! would a madman have been so covfefe as this? I wrote it good. They don’t write good. They have people over there, like Maggie Haberman and others, they don’t — they don’t write good. They don’t know how to write good. Not as good as me.

And then, when I was done, I closed the keyboard cautiously — oh, so cautiously — cautiously (for the hinges creaked) and this I did for seven long months — every night just at midnight — but I found the fake news always everywhere; and so it was impossible to do the work; for it was not old man Sam who vexed me, but the Evil Eye of his press. And every morning, when the day broke, I went boldly into the rallies, and spoke courageously about him, saying in a hearty tone how I was going to make him great again. So you see he would have been a very profound old man, indeed, to suspect that every night, just at three, I tweeted about him upon him while he slept.

Upon the eighth month, I was more than usually cautious in opening the keyboard. Never before that night had I felt the extent of my own powers — of my very best words. I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph. My numbers in the polls were up, my opponents were losers, Losers! To think they knew not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts. I fairly chuckled at the idea; and opened the screen to see: “Russiagate”

My heart beat faster. But even yet I refrained and kept still. I scarcely breathed. Meantime the hellish beep of every positive search for the word on the internet increased. It grew quicker and quicker, and louder and louder every instant. It grew louder, I say, louder every moment! — do you mark me well I have told you that I am nervous: so I am. And now at the dead hour of the night, amid the dreadful silence of that White House, these stories excited me to uncontrollable terror. Yet, for some minutes longer I refrained and stood still. But the beeping grew louder, louder! And now a new anxiety seized me — the old man would hear it! With a loud yell, I leaped into the Lincoln Bedroom. In my horror I found Sam in bed, reading from his smart phone a file called “Steele Dossier” No! Vladmir had told me, promised me those tapes were safe. This could not be!

In an instant I dragged him to the floor, and pulled the heavy bed over him. He struggled and cried out. I shouted words to cover his, “Build a Wall! Mexico is sending us rapists! Pizzagate! Grab them by the pussy! Repeal & Replace! If she wasn’t my daughter, I’d be dating her!” His movements slowed, than stilled. I then smiled gaily, to find the deed so far done. The old man was dead. I removed the bed and examined the corpse. Yes, he was stone, stone dead. Deader than dead. I make the best dead. The story would trouble me no more.

If still you think me mad, you will think so no longer when I describe the wise precautions I took for the concealment of the body. I took up three planks from the flooring of the Oval Office, and I then replaced the boards so cleverly, so cunningly, that no human eye — not even his — could have detected any thing wrong.

I sat each day in the Office, smiling. I went about my days building hotels and signing things Steve gave me without reading them. Then entered three men, who introduced themselves, with perfect suavity, as members of the press. Stories had been heard of meetings in the Mayflower hotel; suspicion of foul play had been aroused; information had been lodged with the FBI, and they had been deputed to speak of me of these things. I smiled, — for what had I to fear? I was smarter than them — so much smarter. I bade the gentlemen welcome. The news, I said, was fake news. The old man, I mentioned, was absent in the country. I invited my visitors into the Office. I bade them ask questions — ask well. In the enthusiasm of my confidence, I brought chairs into the room, and desired them here to rest from their fatigues, while I myself, in the wild audacity of my perfect triumph, placed my own seat upon the very spot beneath which reposed the corpse of the Old Man Sam.

The reporters were satisfied. My bumbling manner had convinced them. I was singularly at ease, very much at ease. They asked questions, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of ice cream scoops and the size of my hands — my big hands. But, ere long, I felt myself getting bored and wished them gone. My head ached from the questions they asked, all the words they used, and I fancied a beeping in my ears: but still they sat and still asked me about policies and programs and other nonsense. The beeping became more distinct: — It continued and became more distinct: I talked more freely to get rid of the feeling: spoke of birth certificates and Hillary’s nastiness. Nasty woman! Those votes were illegally cast. But it continued and gained definiteness — until, at length, I found that the noise was not within my ears. No doubt I now grew very pale; — but I talked with a heightened voice of walls and how I saved coal jobs, yes coal is the future! Yet the sound increased — and what could I do? It was a low, dull, beep — much such a sound as a smart phone makes on low volume. I gasped for breath — and yet the reporters heard it not. I talked more quickly — more vehemently of trifles, of Rosie O’Donnell, of Muslim’s dancing in the street on 9/11, of inauguration crowds, the Stock Market up — oh so much up — but the noise steadily increased. Why would they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the tweets of other men — but the noise steadily increased. I foamed — I raved — I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the beeps grew louder and faster. It grew louder — louder — louder! And still the men chatted about Fake News, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty Dollar! — no, no! They heard! — they suspected! — they invoked Pinocchio! — they were making a mockery of my horror! — this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now — again! — hark! beep! beep! beep! beep!

“Villains!” I shrieked, “dissemble no more! I admit the deed! — tear up the planks! here, here! — It is the beeping of the Russian Collusion!”

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To White Supremacists “Free Speech” is Code for Inciting Violence

June 1, 2017

Shouting “Fire” in a crowded theater unless it’s burning is not free speech.

Screaming “Kill the Jews.” and/or “Kill the Muslims.” and/or “Kill the Christians.” and/or “Kill the N*s.” Is not free speech.

Some people, including the ACLU, are criticizing the mayor of Portland, Oregon for asking the U.S. Government to pull the permits for “free speech” rallies on federal property in the city’s downtown. One is scheduled less than ten days after someone who claims shouting about killing people is free speech actually murdered two men and tried to kill a third.

It’s important to remember that fascists are really good at using code words such as “alt-right” instead of white supremacist; “preventing voter fraud” to mean disenfranchising people of color; “inner-city culture” to demonize minorities. The most tragically comical is the claim that Muslims want to impose Shariah Law while trying to get their version of the bible codified in our legal system.

The so-called “free speech” rallies are code for spewing hate against POC, LGTBQ, non-christians, etc. and for inciting violence. At these rallies, white supremacists physically intimidate people until they feel  forced to defend themselves and then are viciously attacked by fascists who claim they beat someone to a pulp in self defense. (These actions have been documented at other “free speech” events and one of the guests scheduled for June 4 has been convicted for beating a counter-protestor.) These same people are organizing a rally that is specifically anti-Muslim, although they’re moving that one to Seattle.

The white supremacists  aren’t interested in “free speech”. They shout down others trying to exercise their own right to free speech. They ignore that freedom of religion comes before freedom of speech in the first amendment and that the right of the people to assemble specifies “peaceably”.

They’re coming to Portland from California and Washington to confront people who try to be inclusive, who want to welcome immigrants of all faiths and colors, who don’t believe in hating those who are different. There are even reports that some of the interlopers have and will disguise themselves as anti-fa or anarchists to get the violence started.

They come to Portland because of its racist history and its hugely white majority trying to galvanize more racism among Internet trolls (such as the May 26th terrorist murderer) and vulnerable young people.

Tolerance does not mean tolerating intolerance and free speech does not include hate speech. Nor are we required to allow people to gather when they’ve proven that their only reason for doing so is to incite violence and spew hatred.

At the last “free speech” rally he attended, the terrorist who murdered two brave men in Portland May 26 and tried to murder another screamed obscenities and gave the Nazi salute while wrapping himself in the American flag. He slaughtered those two men only because they tried to stop him from harassing two teenage girls. He has the gall to call that a “patriotic” act.

Don’t let white supremacists and neo-nazis get away with using code words. Those code words are the first step towards the totalitarian regime our current hater in chief and Congressional feudalists want to take us.

Sunday, June 4, do not go to downtown Portland. The media should stay away. Counter protestors should stay away. Set up an opposing rally somewhere else and make sure that gets media coverage. Let people know you stand against hate, but do not give the haters a platform. If no one, except the cops, show up to their “rally”, if the media do not cover it, if there are no peaceful counter protestors for them to attack, they can go back home and spew their hate on YouTube. Portland doesn’t have to listen.


The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good people do nothing.

January 3, 2017

http://www.gocomics.com/doonesbury/2016/11/06I went dark on November 9 after enough people voted for an eminently unqualified, racist, misogynist, homo-hating, xenophobic, anti-Semitic, narcissistic, criminal con man and Putin puppet to give him the majority of votes in the electoral college and force those of us who are not white, straight, christianists to live in fear for our lives.

The election results were disappointing, horrifying, nauseating, frightening, outrageous, and disgusting. The one thing they were not, at least for me, is shocking or surprising. I suspect the more marginalized someone is by our society, the less surprised they were by the vote.

Make no mistake, if you voted for Trump, if you stayed home and sat the election out as a protest (or just because you couldn’t be bothered), if you voted for Stein or Johnson or anyone else but Clinton, your actions contributed to people suffering and dying because they are queer, trans, POC, or just can’t afford health care. (No Clinton would not have been worse, she wouldn’t have hired billionaire white supremacists with no experience but plenty of conflicts of interest to run the government or worked to destroy any progress made in reproductive health care and LGBT/POC civil rights or left many of us trying to figure out whether we should flee the country.)

White nationalists emboldened by Trump are thirsting for blood. That blood might be mine, or your gay cousin’s, or the Sikh gentleman’s behind the motel counter whose mistaken for a Muslim, or the African-American boy’s playing in the park, or your neighbor’s who wears a hijab, or your trans co-worker’s. (You didn’t know she was trans? But you insist she should use the men’s restroom?)

As far as I’m concerned, every single person who voted for Trump is a racist bigot. You can say whatever you want about how you voted for him to protect your guns (Clinton wasn’t going to take them away). Or because the economy is in the toilet (it was the best it’s been since Bush destroyed it in ’08). Or because he’ll bring back manufacturing jobs (he can’t, automation has already replaced those jobs even if the factories move back to the U.S. and those jobs he claimed — at the cost of millions from taxpayer– to bring back either were staying anyway or will be used to create further automation). Or because he’s a successful business man (he’s lost more money than he ever made, routinely rips off people he hires as contractors, paid millions to get out of fraud charges against him, etc. etc.). Or because Clinton did whatever (outrageous misogynistic fabricated conspiracy theory) you’ve cited as an excuse not to vote for her. Or whatever other lies he told that you were gullible enough to believe. I do not care what “reason” you give to salve your conscious, you voted for toxic sludge and should be judged by what you did, not what you say.

I’m so very tired of inane statements about the majority of people voting with genuinely good intentions for what they honestly believe is their country’s best interest. The majority of those voters don’t give one rat’s ass for the best interest of the U.S. They deliberately voted to prioritize their straight white cis privileges over basic civil rights for POC, LGBTQ folk, and those who don’t worship their particular brand of consumerist christianism. They didn’t care about the consequences as long as they got what they wanted (and they will be genuinely shocked, blaming anyone but themselves and the man they elected, when they lose their jobs, their homes, their health insurance, and/or their savings and retirement as a result).

I find it more and more difficult to believe that even a small majority of people are genuinely good when so many of them are willing to deprive others of health care, a safe place to live, enough food to eat, a decent education, the ability to earn a fair wage for their work, agency/autonomy over their own bodies, a partner in life, etc.

Trump voters will eventually pay the price for their hubris. Racism is one of the ways the ruling class one percent keeps the poor white working class in line, enabling the rich to turn them into wage slaves while raping the planet, destroying our water supply and making the air impossible to breathe. No matter how bad it gets, at least those wage slaves can believe they’re superior because they’re white, straight christianists.

Racism has always been the primary motivation behind the white nationalism white evangelical movement and remains at its core. The GOP deliberately used the evangelicals to create the noxious atmosphere that allowed Trump to ascend to the White House by pandering to racist, xenophobic, fears of privilege loss.

Wherever you claim to stand on civil rights for women, POC, immigrants, or those who are LGBT, if you facilitated Trump’s election with your vote (or lack of) you are condoning both the violent racist/xenophobic attacks of his followers and your own exploitation at the hands of their billionaire masters. The overt anti-Semites in Germany didn’t enable the Holocaust as much as all those middle class Germans who wanted to Make Germany Great Again and who were willing to overlook their missing neighbors, the broken glass in the streets, the stench from the ovens, and the racist, xenophobic rhetoric. The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good people do nothing.

This naziism of America is the result of your sharing fake news, giving racists the benefit of the doubt, avoiding political discussions with family members who actively support venal politicians, staying silent in the face of misogyny.

Now what are you going to do about it (whether you enabled Trump’s election or not)? Will you sit silently with your head down and ignore the slaughter or will you step up to stop the colleague making racist jokes, refuse to allow your relatives to justify their Trump votes, call out the guy yelling at the Mexican-American on the bus to “go home,” video record the white cops harassing an African-American for minding their own business, stand in front of the woman threatened for wearing an expression of her faith? Will you donate and volunteer for organizations fighting for civil rights and reproductive health care? Will you call your Congressional representatives, daily if necessary, to let them know you won’t tolerate evisceration of the Office of Congressional Ethics, Medicaid, Medicare, Social Security, etc? Will you recruit, support, campaign for, and finance candidates for public office who believe in civil rights for all?

Or will you proceed with your daily life while everything that made America great is destroyed?

I know where I stand. I may have been silent online, but I never stopped fighting. What about you?


Vote Blue

October 28, 2014

For the past four years, the House GOP has wasted taxpayer money with frivolous votes to repeal the Affordable Care Act, the GOP-created legislation which has resulted in millions more Americans getting access to health care. GOP legislators, in session less than half the year, call struggling minimum-wage workers who sometimes work three jobs to feed their families lazy.

While our infrastructure crumbles around us, we have seen no meaningful legislation from the 113th Congress. Republicans got elected by promising jobs, but they have only voted to restrict women’s access to healthcare, impose Christian believes on the government in violation of the First Amendment, and shut down the government, costing taxpayers billions.

If you’re not outraged by the behavior of elected officials who care more about impugning the Black, Democratic President than helping Americans recover from damage done by his White, Republican predecessor, you haven’t been paying attention.

All 435 members of the House of Representatives, 33 of 100 Senators, and governors in 36 states are on the ballot. Voting out the Koch-brother-funded, Tea Party idiots would give us the opportunity to end obstruction, filibustering, and constant gridlock in Washington and see laws passed raising the federal minimum wage from $7.25, eliminating tax breaks for companies that send American jobs overseas, reforming campaign financing, and giving Veterans expanded access to health care, education, and job training, etc.

But, the combination of Koch-brother funded lies (they’re paying for 44,000 advertisements in swing states alone), gerrymandering which has drawn ridiculously configured legislative districts to consolidate all left leaning voters in mostly right states, and voter suppression laws created solely to prevent the poor, people of color, students, and women from voting, could exacerbate the obstructionist House by creating a Senate that will waste time trying to impeach the president while stealing more from the American public.

If you don’t want to see Social Security, highways, state parks, public schools, etc. privatized so billionaires can make more money, if you don’t want to see income inequality continue to widen, if you don’t want to see another ALEC shill willing to destroy the civil liberties of the many to further empower the 1 percent on the Supreme Court, you need to Vote Blue in November.

While I would very much like to see a progressive third party take hold in the U.S., the reality is that takes time and work. It’s telling when you’ve never heard of any of the third party candidates on the ballot. We can’t build a serious third party by only putting candidates for national and state-wide offices up for election. In order to run viable campaigns for national and state-wide offices, third-party candidates need to start the same way their Democratic and Republican opponents did: at the local level.

“The race for the United States Senate is going to be close — in fact it’s going to be so close that a handful of voters may decide who controls the Senate in Washington,” admits one Republican supporter. “People of like-minds need to stick together so as to avoid the rise of a government that is in complete conflict with their values.” He wrote those words to scare GOP voters into forking over money and getting to the polls for the midterm election.

But, unless your values are Tea Party ignorance and obstructionism, you must Vote Blue. If you don’t vote, or you vote for Republicans or third party candidates, you are handing the United States government over to right wing nut jobs who can’t spell, but are determined to take away your health care, your reproductive rights, your ability to earn more than slave wages, your weekends, your vacations, your home, and your retirement funds.

If you want to take our country back from the corporations, the 1 percent, the racists, misogynists, homo haters, trans attackers, and forced pregnancy movement proponents, please Vote Blue next week. If you don’t, you will empower those who want to make sure you never get a chance to vote again.

Also on the Ballot

In addition to the lies generated by and on behalf of candidates, supporters of amendments on the ballot in a number of states are spewing forth deliberate falsehoods and misinformation about legislation that will cause even more harm.

For example, several states are voting on “personhood” amendments, but since the majority of voters do not support “personhood” these are worded to prevent voters in those states from figuring out that’s what’s at stake. Forced pregnancy movement proponents frame their campaign around stories of pregnant women killed by guns or in auto accidents whose fetuses were destroyed as well. The fact that these laws could make abortion and many forms of contraceptive illegal is conveniently never mentioned.

And in Oregon two critical amendments are getting misrepresented in the media and advertisements.

Opponents of Measure 92 — which would require labeling of foods containing GMO — claim it will cost consumers money. In reality, the labeling will cost very little, about $2.30 per person per year. What could prove costly is if food manufacturers decide to eliminate GMO food from their products to avoid the labels. And, we’re told if we want to avoid GMO foods, we can just buy organic.

The reality is there have been no scientific studies done to show whether GMO foods cause harm to humans. But, there is ample proof that they do result in harm to soil, song birds, bees, and water because of the increased used of chemical pesticides. Buying organic foods for individual households won’t prevent the massive damage that Monsanto’s pesticides used with its GMO seeds do to the environment and to small farmers.

Monsanto and DuPont are throwing millions of dollars against this Measure. They’ve gotten much of the state’s media to agree with them. Given that those media are reaping big bucks in advertising dollars, their reasons for voting against Measure 92 are at best specious. Given the low cost of labeling, which would be added to the existing labeling requirements, you have to ask what Monsanto and DuPont stand to lose if we simply notify consumers what’s in the food they eat.

If you vote in Oregon, vote YES on Measure 92

Proponents of Measure 90, creating a top-two open primary, claim this will give voters more choices. In reality, it will simply make it easier for corporate money to buy elections. Right now, the two-party primary system hurts the smaller third parties the most. When THEY say no, Measure 90 will make things worse, we should listen. Most telling about the impact of Measure 90 is who’s signed on to oppose it including Planned Parenthood Advocates of Oregon, The Oregon Bus Project, Oregon League of Conservation Voters, the Pacific Green Party of Oregon, and the Oregon Progressive Party.

If you vote in Oregon, vote NO on Measure 90

Given the length of this post, I won’t go into further details about additional measures on the Oregon ballot, except to urge you, if you vote in Oregon, to also vote YES on Measure 88 (drivers’ cards for qualified Oregon residents) and vote YES on Measure 91 (legalizing recreational marijuana).


Cacophony of Gossip, Fabrications, Deceptions, etc.

March 13, 2014

Once upon a time, not so long ago, a newspaper (or three) delivered information to your doorstep (or you grabbed a copy from a kiosk on the way to work). You might have listened to snippets of news on the radio during your commute. And if you lived long enough ago, in a large enough community, you might have also received (or picked up) an afternoon paper.

You might even have read a weekly or monthly news magazine delivered to your mailbox or selected at the newstand. But, except for Uncle Walter or David Brinkley on the evening news that was it. A finite number of words, pieces of paper, and broadcast signals, devoted to delivering information each day.

Now, thousands of mainstream “newspapers” and “magazines” (some of which no longer have print editions) post information online. Access to international news organizations for an enlightened perspective on the inanity and inaccuracy of U.S. media reporting is a few keystrokes away. You can read about the same event from a dozen different perspectives eliminating the concept of “objective” reporting from your vocabulary.

And, then there’s the blogs, many offering better researched, higher quality reporting than the once-respected standards such as the plagiarizing New York Times or the right-wing-slanted Wall Street Journal. This is especially true for obscure topics or ones that require significant, educated analysis to understand their subtleties.

(Of course some blogs are just soap boxes for ill-formed, unsubstantiated opinions, but that’s another post.)

If you don’t want to cycle through numerous publications or constantly refresh the ones you’ve chosen as your standards, Twitter and other “streams” offers you instant access to almost everything published – including rumors, innuendoes, parodies, satire, and outright falsehoods.

Now, rather than accept what some (usually white, middle aged, male) editor decides is newsworthy, you can select the sources that provide the information that’s of interest or is useful to you.

Unfortunately, this inundation of material has created numerous problems. The primary one is the proliferation of misinformation. U.S. and foreign media outlets too often pick up false rumors and parodies and pass them off as facts. How many times have some celebrities’ deaths been reported, before, and decades after, their demises? How many iterations of the same urban legends have been disseminated via Facebook, G+, and Tumblr?

No one is fact checking even though resources to do so are readily available such as Snopes and about.com’s Urban Legends (as well as others). Even previously reliable sources have posted and printed inaccurate and, sometimes blatantly false, information.

Anyone who shares knowledge gleaned from the Internet, whether with just friends and family or with hundreds/thousands of Twitter followers and Facebook friends, should take responsibility for the accuracy of what they disseminate. But, too many tweet, tumble, and pin articles based only on the headlines or someone else’s post, never verifying or sometimes even reading the actual content. And, not only is a picture no longer worth a thousand words – it provides no proof. (See “John Adam” aka action figure “Cody” above.)

Those who don’t get confirmation from more than one “reliable” source, just pass along false information (sometimes inadvertently, at times deliberately) and add to the cacophony of gossip, fabrications, urban legends, deceptions, constantly recycled old news, etc. increasing the dilemma for everyone.

Of course, the second most problematic result of information inundation is the sheer volume of data now available. (Although not everyone can retrieve everything, a fact driven home by academic friends pleading for someone to share papers they can’t access because of their location.) No doubt, one could spend every waking moment reading online reports, updates of reports, analysis of reports, and localization of reports or trying to confirm whether the article posted on your favorite site bears any resemblance to the truth.

So, where do we draw the line between well informed and news junkie? How do we tune out the lies and innuendos to find something resembling the truth (assuming we aren’t angry old white men just looking for confirmation of our right-wing nut job fantasies)?