The January 6 committee reminds us that his speech on Election Night was delivered before its contents could possibly have been known.
Much of the talk coming out of Monday's hearings of the January 6 committee will focus on the testimony of former President Donald Trump's advisers, and with good reason. Pretty much all of them are dyed-in-the-wool right-wingers, and all of them said they told the big guy repeatedly during that period between the election and January 6 that his election-fraud claims were bullshit rooted in lunacy. Former Attorney General Bill Barr said that by one point he believed Trump had lost touch with reality, which will probably be the eventual defense of Trump's conduct: He was so nuts he really thought there was fraud! Former Acting Deputy Attorney General Richard Donoghue described the phenomenon of directly debunking one of the fraud fantasies floated by the President of the United States only to watch him swiftly move on to some other phantasmagorical fever dream. Personally, I enjoyed when a former Trump Organization lawyer-turned-Trump campaign lawyer named Alex Cannon testified he'd said the fraud claims were bunk and was called an agent of the Deep State. |
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With dad, it's the thought—and not the outpouring of cash—that really counts. |
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Like any good trilogy, the third installment in the new American wave of Indigenous television has arrived. Dark Winds lands on AMC following two previous Indigenous-led shows, Rutherford Falls and Reservation Dogs, which have blazed new comedic paths for Indigenous narratives. But Dark Winds does something different. Unlike its predecessors, Dark Winds is not a comedy—it's a show set in a much earlier time period that delves into and incorporates witchcraft. |
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At 31, I went to an ayahuasca retreat because of a vestibular balance issue I'd been dealing with for three years—something wrong with my left ear. Every moment that I'd been awake, on a first date or a job interview, on a run, or in a chair, drunk at a concert or sober in bed, standing up or upside down, I'd been mildly dizzy. I'd seen ear doctors and neurologists, acupuncturists and ayurvedists. Had MRIs that showed a swollen left inner ear, specifically my utricle (a crystal-filled straw that tells the brain which way is up and which way is not), but no one had been able to tell me why the utricle was swollen or how to permanently make it not. So, there I was, 1,095 days and 26 health practitioners later, sitting on a porch, staring at the face of a ripped-sweatshorts-wearing-hippy, who claimed that a vomit-and diarrhea-inducing hallucinogen from the forest might help. |
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