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Lies, Spies, and Thighs at The FBI

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Lies, Spies, and Thighs at The FBI

Fact: Twenty Six-year-old New York Times Reporter Ali Watkins, was a prime source of the anti-Trump leaks that drove the Russian Collusion Fable

Fact: They were fed to her by her lover, James A. Wolfe, 58, the former Director of Security For The Select Committee on Intelligence for The United States, a position he held for 30 years. His job dealt with highly classified intelligence and oversight for America’s intelligence community. Apparently, Wolfe leaked to other news sources, as well. The New York Times recently referred to him as an “Aid,” creating the impression that he was a low-level nobody.

Fact: Wolfe is currently under indictment for lying multiple times to The FBI.


Fact: For the sake of fairness, I will examine these things more closely, because my intense dedication to objective reporting compels me to seek the truth, regardless of where it leads, just as long as it leads me where I want to go. Minus the soul-crushing detours, of course.

As the result of these leaks, which one can only assume came during Watkins and Wolfe’s numerous lust-filled escapades, the youthful Watkins quickly made her way up the journalistic ladder. From the lofty heights of The Huff Po, BuzzFeed, and Politico (Journalism’s mentally deficient trio of Leftwing media outlets,) she gained fame as a global opinion maker. Wolfe would say things like; “Did you hear that Donald Trump had a meeting with a Russian spy?” This would usually happen while having a roll in the sack. In response, Ms. Watkins would dutifully report it, as would any ambitious twenty-something with an eye for the big time.

Eventually, Ms. Watkins did hit the big time, making her way to The New York Times as a reward for those anti-Trump leaks, which The Times mined like chunks of gold discovered during a particularly pernicious bout of inflation. (I ask for the forbearance of my liberal brethren, who will be mystified by words like “Inflation” as it relates to gold. Them’s highfalutin’ words, dealing with the arcane subject of economics.)

All of this comes on the heel of the Inspector General’s Report that numerous unnamed FBI agents received illegal bribes from reporters for
some tasty Trump/Russia collusion dirt. Not surprisingly, just about every FBI agent involved in the Trump/Russia collusion fiction was adamantly, vehemently, anti-trump, while also being pro-Hillary. Here’s an example of their texts:

“I think Hillary should win a hundred trillion to nothing.”

Or, “I think Donald Trump is dumber than a bag of rocks and should be killed.”

Another favorite was; “Hillary Clinton is god!” (The use of the small “g”
in the word “god” was their attempt at fairness.)

This was completely consistent with the three highest ranking FBI agents, James Comey, Andrew McCabe, and Peter Strzok, along with Strzok’s mistress, FBI attorney, Lisa Page, all of whom illegally leaked to the press like a dingy with a boulder-sized hole, sinking in shark-infested waters. They did this in spite of fact that The FBI found no evidence of collusion between Trump and Russia. That was the FBI’s formal conclusion, although, you’d never know it when reading through the media commentary. Comey, McCabe, and Strzok were fired, as the result.

This did not stop leftwing media outlets like the aforementioned Huff Po and BuzzFeed from continuing their onslaught against the 1st amendment, which they viewed as helpful suggestions to be ignored, “In this, our darkest hour." 


"Who could survive the lowest unemployment rates in decades, since.....like....forever, for Blacks and Hispanics.” they wondered.

“If this continues on, the Democratic Party will be destroyed. What then?”

There’s was only one possible answer; “Destroy America first! That they—the anointed ones—might save America from prosperity and low unemployment.”

Not the real America, mind you, but the one that existed in their minds. (In an effort to be fair, I’m forced to admit that most of these people have minds, regardless of evidence to the contrary.)

Having lived through, and be
come a voting-age adult when Richard Nixon and Watergate was the story, some 40 years ago, I can comfortably say this is much worse. But there are similarities. Tricky Dick, as Nixon was known, back in the day, was a shoe-in for president. His opposition was George McGovern, a man whose motto was “I exist, although, appearances suggest otherwise.” Did this deter Nixon from committing political suicide, even though McGovern had less a chance of winning than a goat? Nope. Like Obama, a fellow paranoid obsessive, Nixon spied, lied, and died, politically speaking, (I needed to get the rhyme in there, for drama's sake.)

Think of the many illegal unmaskings of Trump’s people by Obama’s National Security Adviser, Susan Rice during the campaign. To my Liberals pals, though, there must have been dozens, possibly hundreds of Russian spies at work in Trump’s camp, even if The FBI could find neither hide nor hair of them. This did not mean that they weren’t there, however, causing the faithful to offer gravity as an example of an unseen force at work in the universe, not unlike Trump’s alleged Russians. Thus, indicating that just because there was no evidence of collusion, didn’t mean there was no collusion. Plus, Trump’s camp was unscientific, and therefore, guilty of being against gravity. “If Trump is elected, the earth will spin off its axis and into the sun!” they’d shout angrily. “If this doesn’t prove that Trump is Putin’s stooge, nothing will!”

As regards Watergate, the press ignored the story for years, until it got too big to ignore. Which is about to happen once again. The press will do everything in their power to keep things under wraps, of course, just as they did then. But the truth will eventually prevail, and the press will be forced to do their job, whether they want to or not. The difference being, that today’s press is made-up of twenty-somethings like Ali Watkins, with all the ethical traits of a hungry crocodile in a pool full of school children.

When the smoke finally clears, the evil-doers will be revealed, and it won’t be Trump and crew, much to the chagrin of nearly the whole dang world. And justice will finally prevail, even if a better than a fair portion of the world slips into insidious conspiracy theories so dumb that trying to correct them will be equivalent of playing chess with my dog. (
Who I regularly beat best outta three, no problem.)

So, there you have it. The truth and nothing but the truth. So help me God. And I don’t mean Barack Obama or Hillary Clinton, either. Not even using a small “g.” 


Mark Magula