The delusion of Ford & Ford has no bounds.

Cops say one thing, they say another.

Court documents say one thing, they say another.

Videotapes and wiretap recordings say one thing, they say another.

There’s no need to put the smoking crack gun in Mayor Rob’s hands. We know it was there. He’s admitted it. No conspiracy exists, nor vendetta, nor police-driven witch-hunt. Merely the ravings of a few acolytes who’ve tied their own professional fortunes to a brace of political oafs who’ve driven the concept of public service into a nadir realm of egregiousness: The abominable twosome.

But even RoFo and DoFo hit new heights — or depths — of hallucination by declaring some kind of warped vindication arising from Thursday’s OPP admission that they no longer have any investigative role in the ongoing Brazen 2 probe, claiming insufficient evidence to charge the embattled mayor over . . . well, a whole heap of stuff, from alleged extortion attempts by Rob Ford buddy Sandro Lisi to retrieve the infamous crack video, to what looked and acted very much like clandestine drug transactions captured by undercover surveillance of Toronto’s chief magistrate — Ford has copped to buying illicit drugs — to lawsuit allegations that Ford or his henchmen sicced a vicious jailhouse beating on the mayor’s former brother-in-law.

If he weren’t already dead — from a heroin overdose — Philip Seymour Hoffman should have played Ford in the movie. Though, given his tone-deaf thrall to notoriety — appearing on Jimmy Kimmel’s late-night show, interviews with American networks, the belly-up Sun News endeavour, a bruited direct-to-YouTube reality program — it’s entirely possible Ford would choose to play himself. The guy has no off-switch, except when journalists ask him relevant questions. Then he goes mumble-mumble-mum.

It’s quite evident there have been operational differences between the OPP and the nearly year-long Toronto Police Brazen 2 investigation headed by Det.-Sgt. Gary Giroux. One has concluded Ford was the victim of an extortion bid over the video; the other continues to pursue, among other scenarios, the possibility that Ford was party to alleged crimes for which Lisi has already been charged.

Frankly, the OPP should never have been brought in to “oversee” Brazen 2, a decision made by Chief Bill Blair to remove himself from the investigative equation.

There was zero evidence that Blair an axe to grind against Ford. That was a nonsensical accusation launched by the Ford Brothers Grim, cleaving to Blair’s observation way back last May that he’d watched the video — after police got their hands on it following massive gun and drug raids — and acknowledged his disappointment over what he’d seen.

He may have been attempting to ensure the neutrality of the investigation — the mudslinging had become appalling, all of it hurled by the Fords — yet by doing so Blair played into their narrative. The Fords and their agents of dissembling have massaged that into paranoia justified.

The Fords may be Dumb & Dumber, but their political instincts are keen, if often inadvertently. They got rid of Blair — if you believe the chief bowed out of the picture, which I don’t — even though there’s no reason why an investigation of Toronto’s mayor should be conducted by any agency other than Toronto police. Where’s the conflict, for the love of God? It’s not as if Brazen 2 was investigating one of their own.

Yes, a year has gone by and that is entirely too long, though the cost of the assignment — and the Fords endlessly hammer away at that sidebar — is irrelevant. “Charge him or clear him” is the new mantra among Ford’s fart-catchers. But cops rarely publicly clear a suspect when a case is still open. Only on infrequent occasions do they say when there’s insufficient evidence to lay a charge. And even that’s often a dog-whistle, hanging out there the implication that not-sufficient-to-charge doesn’t mean didn’t-do-it.

In any event, detectives are still wading through the reams of material they obtained following their last two warrants.

What’s entirely clear is that Ford is unfit to hold the office to which he clings, albeit with few of the mayor’s powers still vested in him.

What should be clear is that the same Crowns who purportedly told the OPP there are insufficient grounds to charge Ford would surely have said the same thing to Giroux and his team, but there’s no indication this has happened.

What’s monstrously clear from the latest batch of wiretap information released by a court order Thursday — the same day the Fords were absurdly declaring victory — is the tom-tom ruckus triggered by, according to phone transcripts, Lisi’s heavy-handed retrieval expedition.

“You’re f---ing dead and everyone on your block is dead,” according to one man’s account of Lisi’s threat. “Tell all his boys that it’s going to get worse and worse, all summer, until that phone gets back, and that whole place is going to get lit up,” according to another individual connected to the crack video.

This, Lisi, is the man with whom the mayor has carried on a long bromance, exchanged mysterious packages in the dark of night and occasionally used as a driver.

If only Lisi would talk, cut a deal with prosecutors. Of course, the mayor won’t talk to cops, either, though he has been invited to come in for a chat and to watch the video he endlessly demands the police release for everyone to see.

There is, however, one honking huge mistake the Toronto cops did make: Failure to arrest Ford when they had him in their sights, literally, engaging with Lisi in activities that were “indicative to that of drug-trafficking,” as stated in police search warrant information documents.

That was doubtless a tactical decision, perhaps viewed as small beer in the context of a larger investigation which was not, at that point, targeting Ford.

Low-hanging fruit was ignored in apparent pursuit of larger reaping, a common occurrence in active probes.

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But this was the mayor of Toronto in their surveillance crosshairs.

With Ford and drugs and creepy characters, there is no such thing as small beer. That’s something else we all know, to our stupefying dismay.

Rosie DiManno usually appears Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.

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