So, in case you missed it yesterday, Hillary Clinton has been cleared of all wrongdoing in the “big” email controversy that sent both right-wing propagandists and the mainstream media into histrionics prior to the “Jesus Christ, I can’t believe this is even close” election of 2016.

As fresh scandals popped up nearly every day exposing Donald Trump’s pettiness, venality, incompetence, stupidity, corrupt intent, and general unfitness for office, the media glommed onto a few Hillary peccadilloes and hung on like a pit bull jonesing for a taste of bone marrow.

The New York Times, in the interests of “balance,” played along, with evident enthusiasm.

And now:

For months, @nytimes put stories of Hillary Clinton’s email on its front pages. The final investigative report clearing all of wrongdoing? That is on page 16 today. https://t.co/zyFCtneQJ8 — Joe Cirincione (@Cirincione) October 19, 2019

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Well, we learned our lesson, didn’t we? When one candidate is a fucking diaper fire on top of a dumpster fire on top of a tire fire (and after that, it’s severe crotch burning all the way down), maybe “balance” should go out the window. How about we give equal time to every relevant scandal instead of trying to make this a horse race by shooting one of the horses in the leg?

Meanwhile, because our country was so concerned about “security,” we have a president who walks around 24/7 with an unsecured cellphone (you can read about that in the, er, New York Times) and (either clumsily or deliberately) spilled classified secrets to the Russians in the Oval Office, necessitating the exfil of a high-level spy from Russia.

So I sure hope the media have learned their lesson. But I doubt it.

There are literally hundreds of Trump-related scandals and outrages they could endlessly flog in 2020, but why do I get the feeling they’re going to latch onto one or two minor issues surrounding our nominee and beat those to death?

Because this is the American media, and it’s all just a circus, right?

Send in the motherfucking clowns.

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