In lieu of lauding the accomplishments of the Trump administration, the liberal media is touting the alleged 2007 affair between President Trump and Stephanie Clifford, also known as Stormy Daniels.
They are simply besotted with the enhanced blond and her tales of Trump, so much so that gun control legislation, DACA, and climate change seems entirely forgotten.
But how do avid Trumpers perceive their guy? Is he the philandering ne’er do well, as the nasally Wolf Blitzer portends, or is he the victim of yet another attempt to derail his duly elected presidency?
There is no finer establishment to take the pulse of Midwesterners than the Road Ranger Truck Stop near Champaign, Illinois.
At noon, the place is swamped with locals and travelers grabbing lunch from the golden arches. It’s a veritable melting pot of people from across the Heartland. And I do love a good variety of chatty folks.
Jason and Jenny, a young married couple heading southwest from Michigan to Texas, caught my eye as they watched Fox News from a large screen mounted above the cashier station, commenting to one another every few minutes.
When asked about Stormy Daniels, Jenny, an educator, rolled her eyes and replied, “Oh, please, are we going to believe her stories now? Where was the outrage when Trump was just a billionaire?”
And Jason piped in with, “Why only $130,000?” He was elbowed for that comment.
A talkative self-proclaimed old hippy, Rosemary, 68, from just outside of Chicago, overheard our conversation and joined in to rail at the ongoing stupidity of the media:
“I’m a feminist, a liberal, and a free-thinker. I have begrudgingly learned to respect Trump on some things but I’m not going to become a (bleep) fan. I have seen the (bleeping) light on Hillary Clinton and I am positive someone shoved her (bleepity-bleep) down the stairs in India. And if CNN and MSNBC keep harping about this Stormy Daniels gold digger, I’m pulling the plug.”
That was the much-abbreviated, fit to print version. And without so much as a see you later, she walked out with her giant hot tea, leaving behind a strong waft of Patchouli.
Finally, I pinned down a lone trucker, waiting in line to pay for a thermos of something hot and enough beef jerky to last an entire coast to coast run with a link or two to spare. Rick, 56, from Ohio and heading to Missoula, Montana was hauling three prized family quarter horses to their new home out west. He was no more impressed by Trump’s latest predicament than the ongoing Russia investigation.
“More people are turning off cable and network news because of this witch hunt to get president Trump. He won. Move on. There are many more important things in this world than if the president, before he was even thinking about running, may have had an affair. Let’s talk about the war on law enforcement, or why kids are so mental, their only resort is to shoot up their classroom.”
The Conceited Ones
There must be a legion of leftists stroking the egos of our brethren in the media. How else can we possibly explain their addiction to the most ludicrous of stories and their angles? The American people fought back in 2016. They brought the NFL to its knees (pun intended) by turning off the television, burning jerseys, and sitting out games. Americans turned off Miss America, the Golden Globes, and the Oscars; yet the message seems to have been summarily discarded.
If the media wishes to stay relevant with the folks who reside between the Appalachians and the Rockies, they should stick to reporting and their audience decide how to interpret the facts. We don’t care how pretty you are or how much the network pays you; we can draw our own conclusions. Let’s move on, please. Otherwise I’ll be forced to track down Rosemary and point her in your direction.