“I would say without any hesitation that he is incapable of recognizing the truth, let alone of telling it,” Christopher Hitchens wrote after reading Brock’s memoir. “The whole book is an exercise in self-love, disguised as an exercise in self-abnegation. How could he, asks the author of himself, have possibly gone on so long in telling lies, smearing reputations and inventing facts? The obvious answer — that he adored the easy money and the cheap fame that this brought him — was more than enough to still his doubts for several years. However, his publisher seems to have required a more high-toned explanation before furnishing him with a fresh tranche of money and renown. And Brock’s new story — that he was taken in by a vast right-wing conspiracy — is just as much of a lie as his earlier ones.”
[From “David Brock, Invasion 4Chan, The Alt-Right & Pizzagate,” by Jasun Horsley]
The writer* of this piece is new to me, and has dazzled and overwhelmed me. His name is Jasun Horsley and he is clearly some kind of genius. The trouble with geniuses is their work can feel claustrophobic, though that is not meant as a criticism. The work is (at last) a genuine reflection of a human mind grappling with a sandstorm of “information” and trying to render it coherent. In this piece, drawing out the “Brocktopus” and ultimately, “Pizzagate,” Horsley has owned the confusion in a way I find admirable, but “admirable” is too meek a word. I think we would all do well to look at this, whistle, and admit we are all in the baby pool. Amidst sound and fury, and the pressure to keep up with the autobahn speed of the story, (which moves as fast as it does propelled by induced propaganda rage,) we know almost nothing.
I found Horsley’s article when I went on voat.com to see if there was any real information about the Comet Ping Pong gunman.
[It has a fascinating seaweed bed of links on Welch at bottom, that defy belief. He spent time in Haiti?]
It seems to be the stage has been set for Comet Ping Pong to close its doors, because it is no longer a “safe” restaurant by any stretch.
Sunday brunch in DC with the kids? “I have a great idea sweetie, let’s go to Comet Ping Pong! I can’t see why not. Can you?”
What American writer could ever aspire to “describe” this America, or make “sense” if it?
[You may be familiar with Anna Akhmatova’s famous poem “Requiem,” in which a faceless woman in a breadline during the Yezhov terror turns to the poet in line behind her and says, “And can you describe this?”]
Horsley is entirely correct that in point of fact, none of us know which “news” and which attack balls of abusive “persuasion” on media/sicla media have been “fake” and which or which parts of which may have been organic. This means “Pizzagate” could be a fabrication from the start. Except there is no “start.” It’s all Escher stairs that lead to no “before,” no moment of innocence, before paradise is lost.
It becomes evident as you read, and rub your temples, that you are gulping like a goldfish as flakes of information without having even a prayer of understanding either the context, the no context, or the meta-context of no context of what you think you are revealing.
That said–organized pedophilia and the complicity of the global mainstream media, the sullying of those who press against it morally–this is definitely “real.”
As an aside–I also just reviewed The Society of Professional Journalists (SPJ) website. They linked to a very dubious “toolbox” about “the [debunked] Zika virus,” that suggested they have dropped their standards, like most of these outfits do, on matter of mega-funded scare viruses lacking causation models for the syndromes they are accused of causing. Talk about witch hunts.
Still, I like the fact that SPJ has been around since 1909, I (kind of, but not really) want to know more about them, and I wholeheartedly approve of this ethics code for journalism.
*I don’t call writers “bloggers,” ever. I call them writers.
And now I’m going to make a donation to his Mr. Horsley’s website, the devil being, as we know, in the detail.
It has been widely reported that a 28 year old man from North Carolina named Edgar Maddison Welch entered [controversial DC restaurant] Comet Ping Pong in Washington DC yesterday, Dec 4, at “around” 3 pm with either a gun or a rifle. According to reports and eye witness accounts, he was not concerned with the guests and did not try to block anybody’s passage, nor did he make eye contact or speak with any staff. Rather, he went to the kitchen area and seemed to be looking for something.
At some point he allegedly fired his gun into the floor. I am not aware of anything he said to anybody.
Guests fled, panic broke out, he left with his arms in the air and was arrested.
The story broke at 16:10:18 pm, i.e. an hour later, in The Washingtonian. I don’t know if any news outlet broke it earlier.
On Twitter, early this afternoon, I saw Tweets claiming Welch was an “actor,” and that he was hired to act out a false flag operation to justify a crackdown on citizen and online journalism now branded by the left as “fake news.”
I asked all Twitterers who said such things if they had proof. As I write this, none have replied. It appears Welch has appeared as an actor in some minor film roles.
I have spent the day studying this as best I can, in my at home fact distillery–me, my phone, my laptop, my contacts, my experience and my mind.
I called a source with access to police records and data bases and asked if he could locate yesterday’s police report for this incident. This he was not able to do, yet, but–he was able to locate Welch’s records, which I was not able to download on my laptop but only on my phone. It’s harder therefore to assess–and I will add more later if there is anything important to add, from it–but this much I have gleaned:
Welch has a criminal record–DUIs, traffic violations, and an incident in which he hit a child with his car. The child survived.
He registered as a Republican in 2006, when he turned 18.
He has held 17 addresses–all either NC, GA, and one in Ohio. His record shows 4 evictions, no professional affiliations, no professional licenses, no bankruptcy records, no liens, and 2 judgements. Both judgements involve: “Forcible entry.”
I could find no social media account of his, but have read in alarmist news reports that he “liked” Alex Jones’ Infowars.
I also have found no evidence he was hired to stage a false flag. I vehemently oppose speculation of this kind. Follow facts all the way to the root or shut up, is my belief.
There are two photos of him circulating–in one he is carrying an assault rifle across his chest and looks like a white supremacist, or what we call “redneck,”–menacing facial expression. The other is a man who looks nothing like him (in the menacing photo) whose clothes and even sneakers are in American flag motif. This image is more goofy, less menacing.
I can’t find any online evidence that Welch was upset about, or researching, “Pizzagate.”
Perhaps he was. Many people are.
As I write this, I am not clear how “Pizzagate” came to focus on Comet Ping Pong, nor do I think it’s the right focus. I also have never said I know what is going on with the Podesta brothers. I do report on what is being ASKED by the American public.
Wikileaks leaked the emails and called them: “The Podesta Files.”
We can all read them. I do believe that all people are innocent until proven guilty. I personally wish there was a very strict ban on art that depicts adults having sex with children.
Meanwhile, if Alefantis wants to prove he has no basement, he needs to address the interview bloggers have found where he cites Comet Ping Pong’s basement. All of these “rumors” could easily have been laid to rest of Alefantis wanted to. He wants to play the victim. If none of the suspicions are true then he IS a victim. But why can’t he address them then, in detail? Why can’t he explain any of the things “ordinary” Americans are horrified by?
I’m very mindful of the fine line between the spirit of mindful investigation and the spirit of a witch hunt.
Those of us still deeply concerned with the blatant pedopholia themes (and words) of captured Alefantis Instagram shots are being bullied to stop speculating, and accused of many things, including now vigilante attacks on totally innocent small restaurants that have done nothing to deserve this hate.
I resist all attempts to vilify my continued attempts to glean important facts about all this.
That’s the story so far.