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I am John Bolton, and I have been indicted on eighteen counts of mishandling the exact secrets I spent forty years demanding other men go to prison for touching.
I called for leakers to be prosecuted. I just never pictured the leaker as a man with my mustache.
Context, because context is what serious men provide. In 2015 the New York Times ran my op-ed:
"To Stop Iran's Bomb, Bomb Iran"
I did not write that headline. I felt it lacked urgency. I wanted Iran on the merits, North Korea on principle, Iraq on a deadline, and the UN building, which I said in 1994 could lose ten floors without anyone noticing, on taste. I have never met an institution I did not want to audit with ordnance.
I have advocated for four wars and attended none of them.
I dodged Vietnam. I wrote that I had no wish to die in a rice paddy for a war the politicians would lose anyway. That is not cowardice. That is doctrine. War is far too important to be survived by the people recommending it.
Bibi understood me. Thirty years, the same frequency: Iran is always six months from the bomb, diplomacy is always the trap, and the adult in the room is whoever names the largest target. We were not allies. Allies leave a paper trail. We left a body count.
Trump hired me to whisper this into the Situation Room, then fired me when the whispering worked. He says he fired me. I say I resigned. Either way I walked out with the room in my pocket.
Because I kept a diary. Eleven hundred pages of national defense information, which is simply the family newsletter of those entrusted to defend the nation. I emailed it to my wife and daughter. Classified material is only dangerous in the wrong hands, and I had decided in advance that mine were the right ones.
Then Iran hacked my Gmail.
The regime I asked three presidents to flatten ran a clean operation against the most anti-Iran man alive. The breach vector was a password I also used for a hotel rewards account. Tehran has read my private thoughts about bombing Tehran. They are the only people on earth who now understand me completely.
My doctrine was always: take out the program, leave the regime, and the program comes back. I never ran it on myself. The program was my judgment. The regime is my ego. Both are still online.
So I'll plead guilty. The word sits in the mouth like a foreign capital you've recommended leveling. Not because one can mishandle what is, in a meaningful sense, one's own, but because a trial means discovery, discovery means the rooms, and the rooms do not survive being read aloud.
Iran has the diary. The Justice Department has the diary. My family has the diary. The only Americans who never saw my secrets are the ones I kept them from.
I am booked to keynote a spring panel on classified-information reform.
That is not the system failing. That is the system finishing the sentence.
The mustache stays.
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