[Sorry for stooping to using TikTok, but it had the only suitable clip that WordPress would let me embed…]
“The View” is trying to get its own private dining car on the Lindsay Clancy Trial Ethics Train Wreck. First Sunny Hostin uses the issue to declare that she was the “lone juror” who got a man declared not guilty after he killed a woman and made her into a delicious soup…and it turns out that she was lying about the whole thing and wasn’t the “lone juror” after all. Now Sara Haines—how can anyone determine which of these opinionated, wokeness-infected, ignorant women is the dumbest?—expressed her shock that Lindsay Clancy’s husband (now remarried) would divorce the woman who murdered his children. After all, Haines says, don’t the marriage vows state “in sickness or in health”?
Well yes, Sarah, but at least the vows I took didn’t have a “whether one of us murders our kids or not” clause in there.
Haines really and truly asks, “How did the marital love end so quickly?” Gee, that’s a real brain-teaser. Domestic abuse activists argue that “marital love” has been abandoned once a husband punches his wife in the face, but that’s obviously bad and inexcusable. Murdering the children is more nuanced. Good question, Sara. I’ll have to think about that….
How is someone as dumb and confused as Haines on television anyway? The inconvenient truth about all journalism is that the vast majority of reporters just aren’t very bright, and certainly not as smart as they think they are. Nonetheless, we allow them to have public platforms and exposure that consistently accomplish the opposite of what our Founders believed made “the press” essential to a functioning democracy. Heck, we allow them to manipulate elections. Haines and her colleagues—not just the confederacy of dunces on “The View” but reporters and pundits generally—make the public less informed, less astute, less ethical and less responsible. Somehow this stupid woman—yes, I hold that asking why a man would divorce his wife after she murdered three children, especially their three children, is signature significance: no intelligent person even thinks that’s a puzzle, never mind announcing it on national TV—managed to be a correspondent on NBC and ABC. What does that tell us about the competence, judgment and trustworthiness of broadcast news?
Related questions:
Will anything cause ABC to recognize that calling “The View” a news program is a disgrace, and that the network metaphorically soils itself and the culture every time it gives this coven of morons gets another hour to lobotomize the public?
How do Democrats continue to get votes when siding with progressives means associating oneself with the likes of Sara, Sunny, Whoopi and Joy, never mind Bernie, Kamala, AOC, Fredo, Ayanna, Jasmine, Gavin, and Zohran?
When did American woman lose their ethical bearings?
Can they be saved?
“Coven of morons” is good, but what about a “murder of morons?” You lose the witch overtone, but the alliteration is pretty snazzy.
One or the more humorous posts in recent memory.
Pastoring Experience Story:
Youngish woman, c. 30 y/o, came for pastoral advice and preperation for marriage. Be astute I noticedthe absence of the other party. Pastoral preperation requires the presnce of the couple.So I asked: Where is yoour fiannce?
She replies: In prison!
Curiously I retorted: Why is he in prison? How long will he be incarcerated?
She said: He is serving two life sentneces for murder.
Murder, of whom, I asked.
He killed my boyfriend and his girlfiend!
Wow, I exclaim, go on!
We were freinds on a double date when he shot both his girlfriend and my boyfriend. He didn’t shoot me. I was a witness at his trial. When I was testifying they asked if i could identify the shooter. I pointed to him and then noticed his beautiful blue eyes. It was then that I fell in love . I visit him in prison every chance I get. He asked me to marry him, so we can now have conjugal visits.
Me: I cannot prepare you for marriage, nor do I recommend you go ahead with your plans. In fact, here is a card for a psychotherapists I recommend you see.
She: So you won’t marry us! Don’t you beleive in love?
Me: No, and not that kind of love!