This is no joke.
Yesterday, the New York Times published an article detailing five writers’ fantasies about “Trump’s Next Chapter”.
Given that the people running the Times hate Trump’s guts and have foregone just about every principle of journalism to make sure readers know it, I assume you won’t be surprised to know this article takes aim at the President.
But I wonder if you realize how literal that “take aim” is.
Here is the end of one of those fantasies – written by novelist Zoë Sharp:
The Russian waited until they were a few steps past before he drew the gun. He sighted on the center of the president’s back, and squeezed the trigger.
The Makarov misfired.
The Secret Service agent at the president’s shoulder heard the click, spun into a crouch. He registered the scene instantly, drawing his own weapon with razor-edge reflexes.
The Russian tasted failure. He closed his eyes and waited to pay the cost.
It did not come.
He opened his eyes. The Secret Service agent stood before him, presenting his Glock, butt first.
“Here,” the agent said politely. “Use mine. …”
Do you find that amusing? I know I don’t.
Do you find it sickening beyond belief that The Times would publish a fantasy suggesting Trump’s secret service personnel would help an assassin kill him? I know I don’t.
But The Times considered this perfectly acceptable, didn’t it?
Chalk this up as another of the many reasons I canceled my subscription to this formerly biased-but-credible “newspaper”.
The Times is a disgrace to journalism and to common decency.