It’s never-mind over matter when it’s Liz
Who are you going to believe — Bolshevik Bernie or the fake Indian?
I mean, one of the two of them is lying, big time, about their sit-down 13 months ago in Washington to discuss the presidential primary campaign.
Either Bernie told her he didn’t think a woman could be elected president, or he didn’t tell her that, and she’s lying.
Your choices are: Bernie, a Communist who honeymooned in the old Soviet Union and has learned absolutely nothing about either history or human nature in his 78 years on the planet, or a 70-year-old woman who has a track record of lying about absolutely anything, including her race and her grandparents, to gain even the slightest edge on somebody else.
I believe Bernie, mainly because you can’t believe anything she says.
What Mary McCarthy famously said about Lillian Hellman applies as well to the fake Indian: “Every word she writes is false, including ‘and’ and ‘the.’ ”
Bernie’s no prize, obviously, as the latest Project Veritas videos Tuesday proved. One of his Iowa organizers was taped waxing nostalgically about gulags, Stalin, burning down Milwaukee, etc.
The Bernie bro’s name, by the way, is Kyle Jurek, and he is not to be mixed up with the starting fullback of the San Francisco 49ers, whose name is Kyle Juszczyk. (I was confused at first because Juszczyk went to Harvard, and what Jurek was saying sounded almost stupid enough to have been said by a Harvard man.)
But this whole “revelation” about Bernie’s misogyny has all the earmarks of a typical fake Indian whopper. Crime victims sometimes have repressed memories. Elizabeth Warren has evolving memories — she molds them, and shifts around little factoids, to make them work for her.
Then, when she gets busted, she just pulls an Emily Litella from the old days of “Saturday Night Live” and shrieks, “Never mind!”
She used to be an Indian, and then she got busted. Never mind!
She got tired of being a teacher, so she quit, until she needed a tear-jerker story, at which time she claimed she got fired, until the minutes of the school board meeting were produced along with old newspaper clippings about her resignation. Never
mind!
Her father was a janitor, until her own brother busted her for lying about that one. Never mind!
If re-elected to the Senate in 2018, she pledged she would not run for president in 2020. Never mind!
Both her children went to public school, except her son went into private school in the sixth grade. As usual, she was busted in about 10 minutes. Never mind!
She gave some recipes to a Native American cookbook in Oklahoma, claiming they came from her Cherokee forebears. Turns out, they were plagiarized from, among other places, a New York Times haute-cuisine French cookbook. Never mind! (I busted her on that one, so I know how easy it is to take her down.)
I could go on for another 20,000 words on her forked tongue, but you get the point.
Here’s the context for the fake Indian’s latest whopper. She’s been fading in the polls, her fundraising numbers are off, even her own lunatic supporters are frightened by her plans to destroy American health care, which she modestly calls “Medicare for All.”
It’s probably her greatest brainstorm since she bragged about providing the “intellectual foundations” of the Occupy movement. Until that turned out to be a disaster, much like Medicare for All, after which she never mentioned it, just like she never mentions Medicare for All. Never mind!
Anyway, so Monday she decided to sucker punch her fellow fellow-traveler, Bernie. But give her credit — the fake Indian is refining her lying M.O. Unlike all of the prevarications listed above, her meeting with Bernie was one-on-one.
That makes it a he-said, she-said.
And unlike so many of her other lies, there’s no paper trail. Just people “familiar with the meeting,” as CNN put it in the story her campaign leaked to them.
Sadly for the fake Indian, though, once you’ve lied as many times as she has, nobody believes you, even if the other guy is a doubletalking wrinkly Red who’s never worked a day in his life.
You know, there’s a reason why, if a cop gets caught lying — about anything, under oath or not — he’s never put back on the witness stand again, because he’ll be taken apart on crossexamination. His career, in other words, is over.
The Romans had a phrase for it — “Falsus in uno, falsus in omnibus.”
False in one, false in all. How do you say that in Cherokee?