I’m having a very hard time reading the Fauci diary excerpts.
It’s bringing it all back. Everything from 2020 through 2023.
I spoke up early and often.
Starting from the very beginning -- in March 2020 -- I was against all of it, but I had a particular focus on kids and school closures. As a Democrat (former) in deep blue San Francisco, this made me a heretic. A target.
I tweeted, yes. But I also led rallies in San Francisco to open the schools. I sat through virtual school board meetings that dragged on for nine hours and somehow never addressed the actual elephant in the room: the schools were closed.
I wrote op-eds. I went on local media to plead with the school board, the teachers' unions. I did everything I could to get the public schools open -- just like private schools already were. I have 4 kids. All public school kids.
I lost most of my friends in this process of speaking up. There are family members I haven’t spoken to in over five years (their choice) and almost certainly never will.
And then there was my career which I'd spent 30 years building. Gone.
People love to say, “But it was worth it. You spoke the truth. You made a difference.”
The truth is: I’m not sure that’s true.
Schools in San Francisco stayed closed until September 2021. I made zero difference. I tried. It did nothing.
Reading these diary entries is brutal. I find myself weeping while reading them, and then I have to stop. I can't take it. I can't put myself through it.
This egomaniacal little shit of a man who lied constantly about everything: masking, spread, the vaccines, the closures, the origin. HE KNEW HE WAS LYING ABOUT ALL OF IT.
He goes on and on in the media and with his celebrity friends, soaking up the spotlight while lives were being ruined. He's gloating about Julia Roberts and Kim Kardashian and Barbra Streisand like some teenaged social media influencer. He's having private dinners with journalists while telling us we can't see family for Thanksgiving.
Many kids still haven’t recovered from the isolation. The disruption to their development.
And my life was upended and will never be the same.
It would be nice to say “Yeah, it was all worth it.” But I don’t know. And it’s all very hard to read. Because I was a nobody fighting a machine that was never going to fold.
I could have stayed quiet. Gone along. Pulled my kids out of public schools and put them in private. But it was never just about my kids. It was about everyone's kids.
If I'd done that, it would have all just passed. My life would have remained intact. I gained nothing. And impacted nothing.
People love to screech that I’m a grifter. The grift would have been staying quiet and leaving my reputation and salary intact. But I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. Because I knew that children were suffering.
And I lost it all.
He was a liar and I was right, and it doesn’t matter because I still lost it all.
It’s all very depressing right now. I have no sense of: “Yeah, but I did the right thing.” Maybe because I'm not a person of faith.
I just feel utterly deflated and sad about it all.
There are no rewards for going early. Just disdain. And loss. And you never get it back. No one will apologize for cutting me off after 30 years of friendship, for trying to take me down and end my career. More importantly, no one will apologize to the children harmed. To the families who could not care for dying loved ones. To the small business owners who lost it all.
No apologies to anyone.
And the fact is, you never get back what you gave up trying to do the right thing. You remain cancelled. And those other people who did the cancelling, they don't even know about the Fauci diaries.
So yeah, it's all kind of hard to wade through at the moment. And fight against the black-pilling of my soul.
July 27, 1866. A cable stretched across the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean finally worked, and for the first time in history, people in America and Europe could talk to each other almost instantly.
It is hard to imagine now, but before this, a message from the United States to Europe had to physically cross the ocean on a ship, taking about ten days each way. If you sent a question, you might wait the better part of a month to get an answer. The two sides of the Atlantic lived in near total communication darkness from each other.
An American businessman named Cyrus Field became obsessed with fixing that by laying a telegraph cable across thousands of miles of ocean floor. It was a wildly ambitious idea, and he failed over and over. An earlier cable worked for a few weeks and then died. Ships broke the line. Fortunes were lost. Most people thought it was impossible.
On this day, after years of heartbreak, a working cable was completed connecting the two continents. Suddenly a message that took ten days could arrive in minutes. It was the 1800s version of the internet arriving, shrinking the world overnight, and it started with one stubborn man who refused to quit, on this day.
My colleague from South Dakota suggests here that the talking filibuster hasn’t been used in a century, and that it was not used to pass the Civil Rights Act of 1964.
He’s mistaken.
As I’ve explained to the entire Senate GOP on multiple occasions, the talking filibuster *was* used effectively to break the weeks-long filibuster mounted against the Civil Rights Act of 1964.
Leader Thune and others point out that the Senate ultimately invoked cloture on the Civil Rights Act, and on that basis wrongly conclude that the talking filibuster was *not* the tool used to achieve that victory.
This argument ignores the fact that this is *how* the Senate closed a staggering 30-vote cloture deficit in 1964. After many weeks of fighting a losing battle, filibustering senators predictably started to lose their resolve to hold up the bill indefinitely, especially when they realized how hard they’d have to work to keep the effort alive.
So they started proposing and supporting amendments to the bill to make it more palatable and help them save face.
I still maintain that this is a viable approach that could work well—even better—in the context of the SAVE America Act, especially considering that the bill is less complicated and less controversial with voters than was the Civil Rights Act, and currently has a cloture deficit of only 10 votes—tiny compared to the 30-vote deficit faced by the Civil Rights Act of 1964.
My colleague also mistakenly suggests that Senate Republicans would have to vote to enforce the talking filibuster. That simply isn’t true; no vote is required for this step. All we need is a majority leader willing to announce that we’re getting on the bill and that we will continue to debate it until it passes—all with the understanding that if filibustering senators fail to show up to debate it, we can “call the question” and pass it with a simple majority.
That understanding, in turn, is what motivates the filibustering senators to show up and speak, but it’s also what naturally causes them to tire of the exercise after a few weeks, at which point they start looking for a face-saving off-ramp.
Finally, Leader Thune suggests that the talking filibuster would be thwarted by being “reset” every time Democrats offered an amendment. There’s a valid point in there, but it’s not a good reason not to invoke the talking filibuster. It appears he’s referring indirectly to paragraph 1(a) of Senate Rule 19 (the two-speech rule). While offering a new amendment can create a new question under longstanding practice, the September 25, 1986 precedent narrowed how rigidly the two-speech rule is applied by clarifying that many procedural actions do not count as speeches at all.
Particularly in light of that 1986 clarification, it’s been a long time since I’ve suggested we consider rigid enforcement of Rule 19’s two-speech limit as part of a talking filibuster strategy for the SAVE America Act. We don’t need it!
Nor was that rule aggressively enforced during the Senate’s consideration of the Civil Rights Act of 1964. Majority Leader Mike Mansfield correctly focused on requiring actual debate from filibustering senators rather than looking for technical ways to shut the debate down.
To give credit where it’s due, I appreciate what Leader Thune said in this interview about the possibility of passing some iteration of SAVE America using budget reconciliation—a procedure in which there is no 60-vote cloture hurdle. I’ve been skeptical of this approach in the past, but I’m starting to believe the SAVE America Act has more budgetary features than I initially considered possible.
That said, reconciliation is fraught with all kinds of problems, challenges, risks, and uncertainties. Also, failure can be far too easy to blame on the parliamentarian.
I’m open to considering the reconciliation path, but we should make this decision with our eyes open. To do that, we need to separate fact from fiction when it comes to the talking filibuster.
In France 🇫🇷, 12 Torah scrolls were stolen from the Grand Synagogue of Levallois on Sunday night.
2 individuals broke into the synagogue near Paris, according to initial reports.
I'm not sure people understand how depraved this is. Each Torah scroll is handwritten over the course of 12-18 months by a specially trained scribe. In Judaism, if someone accidentally drops a Torah, they fast to atone.
Stealing a Torah is no protest. This is pure hatred of Jews.
When the 2022 Christmas blizzard buried western New York under snow, 27 year old Jay Withey found himself trapped with no safe place to go.
He knocked on door after door, hoping someone would let him in. Around 10 homes turned him away, even after he offered to pay just for a warm place to spend the night. As temperatures dropped and stranded vehicles began running out of fuel, staying outside was becoming a death sentence.
Then he noticed a nearby school.
With no other way inside, Jay smashed a window, unlocked the door and began leading stranded people to safety. He didn't stop with the first few. He kept walking back into the blizzard, searching for anyone else who needed help.
By the end, 24 people had found shelter inside, including seven elderly residents, children and even two dogs. He found food in the cafeteria, gym mats for beds, blankets and medical supplies. They spent Christmas together, safe from the storm that had already claimed dozens of lives across the region.
Before leaving, Jay cleaned up, helped clear the snow and left a handwritten note.
"I'm terribly sorry about breaking the school window. I had to do it to save everyone. Merry Christmas. Jay."
When police reviewed the security footage, they weren't looking for a criminal. They were looking for the man who had chosen a broken window over lost lives.
My scholarly article "Why There Are Exactly Two Sexes" has been accessed over 50K times, placing it in the top 8 of all articles in the journal's history.
Activists refuse to cite it or acknowledge it exists.
I'm still waiting for someone to publish a scholarly scientific takedown of it. You'd think this would be a top priority for those asserting "sex is a spectrum" who believe my work is bigoted, pseudoscientific, and actively harming a vulnerable community.
Until then, you can read it and arm yourself with a thorough understanding of the 5 major frameworks that activists and activist scientists use to undermine the binary nature of the sexes and why they all fail.
🔗https://t.co/k6VEmRcgqM
My scholarly article "Why There Are Exactly Two Sexes" has been accessed over 50K times, placing it in the top 8 of all articles in the journal's history.
Activists refuse to cite it or acknowledge it exists.
I'm still waiting for someone to publish a scholarly scientific takedown of it. You'd think this would be a top priority for those asserting "sex is a spectrum" who believe my work is bigoted, pseudoscientific, and actively harming a vulnerable community.
Until then, you can read it and arm yourself with a thorough understanding of the 5 major frameworks that activists and activist scientists use to undermine the binary nature of the sexes and why they all fail.
🔗https://t.co/k6VEmRcgqM
Major cheat code for life: Assume good things are still ahead. You are not behind. You are not too late. You are not disqualified by your past. One new season can change the entire story. Keep showing up with belief. The best chapters are often written after the hardest ones.
Last week, my mom got a "pied-a-terre" tax notice. She has lived full-time in her townhouse FOR 30 YEARS (she and my dad bought it for under $1 million). She has no other residence.
Is NYC not bothering with basic checking of its own tax lists?
She's 81 and has three weeks to get her name off the list or she owes $56,000. (Yes, I said I'd help.)
Thanks, Zohran Kwame.
Dr Fauci and Mr. Science
The Fauci files reveal not just a sociopathic narcissist, but also a pathological schizophrenic.
For years, Fauci was assuring the public of Covid narratives that he either knew were untrue, or knew little about.
He posed as a non-partisan, even as he collaborated with the leftwing cable news grandees and liberal columnists to hound his enemies and magnify his godhead.
From the virus’s origins and effects of the lockdowns, to the efficacy of the mRNA vaccinations to the always changing 0/1/2 masks wearing protocols, Fauci used his massive government agency, and sycophantic media, to promote his always fluid narratives by punishing enemies and rewarding friends—on the basis of their loyalty to Dr. “I represent science”.
He seemed to be obsessed with firing White House Covid advisor Scott Atlas, and demonizing Jay Bhattacharya, Sunetra Gupta and Martin Kulldorff—for the crimes of questioning the Fauci party line.
These critics were not radical “let it rip” herd immunologists as the Fauci camp caricatured them, but circumspect, cost-to-benefit doctors and savvy health policy analysts.
Their views, if embraced, might have avoided a multibillion-dollar global shutdown that wrecked economies—especially derailing the booming 4th quarter 2019 Trump economy—increased the death toll, destroyed millions of livelihoods, harmed perhaps permanently the education of millions U.S. children, and was hardly based on the “science”.
And what exactly were the so-called extremist views of Atlas, Bhattacharya, and others?
Healthy children were not at great risk from Covid—but keeping them isolated drained away key resources from the elderly and sick who certainly were vulnerable.
And the nationwide school closures had profound negative effects on children and teens as did the lockdowns on the general population.
Substance and familial abuse soared, small businesses were ruined, and children’s formative educational years were lost.
24/7 mask wearing was neither practical nor necessary as opposed to their beneficial use by health care workers in close proximities.
The experimental mRNA vaccinations may have initially saved lives, but they were not, as billed by Fauci and the pharmaceutical companies, lasting protection from either infectiousness or being infected.
And certainly the repeated booster regimens for some could pose serious health risks.
Herd immunity was not some crank idea, as the Fauci school libeled these experts, but, along with the initial vaccinations, were time-tested medical realities that would mitigate the toxicity of the pandemic.
We have seen a lot of obscene hoaxes recently that changed national events: the loony Jussie Smollett caper; the phony “Steele dossier”; the “51 intelligence authorities” and the Russian-produced Hunter Biden laptop con; and the media fabricated effigy of Joe Biden as “fit as a fiddle”.
But Fauci’s effort to attribute the virus to a bat or pangolin publicly, while privately accepting from his own consultants that it likely was birthed in the Wuhan lab’s gain of function research—which he had helped to support via Peter Daszak—and the policies that resulted from that initial lie, proved literally for thousands a matter of life and death.
Meet Addison Frasch, a Los Angeles-based ICU nurse. He posted multiple videos saying he would lie to ICE to protect illegals and mocks paralyzed patients because he thinks they're "homophobic.”
Would you trust this person with your healthcare?
Lloyd Burke, a lieutenant from Arkansas that everybody called Scooter, was done with Korea. His thirteen month tour was over. He was standing at the command post with his orders in hand and a plane waiting to fly him home. All he had to do was get on it.
Then word came back that his old company was stuck. G Company of the 5th Cavalry was trying to take a hill near Chong-dong and the Chinese had them pinned down cold, dug into bunkers, chewing the attack to pieces. The company was exhausted, bleeding, and going nowhere. Scooter Burke had a ticket out of the war in his pocket. He put it down and went forward to his men instead.
What he did next reads like something out of a movie that nobody would believe. The attack was stalled by three enemy bunkers, so Burke went after them himself. He charged the first one alone and killed the crew. He charged the second one alone and killed that crew too. At the third bunker he threw grenades in, and when the enemy threw their grenades back at him, he caught them and threw them right back before they went off.
Then he really got going. He grabbed a light machine gun, tore it off its mount, and started firing it from the hip as he walked into the enemy, carrying it in his arms like a rifle. He pulled the shattered company back together, got them up and moving again behind him, and led them up and over the hill.
By the time it was finished, Scooter Burke had personally killed more than a hundred of the enemy and been wounded doing it, and the hill that had stopped a whole company was taken because one man who was supposed to be on a plane home decided he could not leave.
And he lived. Burke got the Medal of Honor for it, stayed in the Army, and retired decades later as a full colonel with five Purple Hearts to go with the medal. The man who tore up his ticket home became a legend precisely because, when it counted, going home was the one thing he would not do.
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