Oh no! It’s Jamie Raskin, again.
I thought I’d heard the last of him, but here he comes, roaring back to life, anti-Trump grandstanding and hot air ballooning his way through Trump’s impeachment, V2. Liberal hair nest and all.
Last I remember, the compulsive Raskin, marine avenger, was trying to sink Trump with an autistic Constitutional tool called the 25th Amendment.
The Maryland Democrat wants to create an 11-member commission made up of mostly physicians and psychiatrists – more formally called the “Oversight Commission on Presidential
Capacity.” The panel would carry out a medical examination and determine whether the President was physically or mentally able to do the job.
Two of the commission’s members would also be former high ranking ocials, such as presidents, vice presidents, attorneys general or secretaries of state.
It’s a provocative and long-shot eort, but Raskin is citing as his legal backup the 25th Amendment of the Constitution, which was adopted in 1967 after the assassination of President
John F. Kennedy to establish procedure in the case a president is incapacitated. About two dozen Democrats have signed on to the effort as of Thursday.
It was a cynical cosmetic ploy by Raskin that sought to inflict as much humiliation and pain on President Trump as possible using his Congressional voice. It’s the same tool many Democratic upstarts have wielded in order to gaslight (a patented Democratic device) maximal shade over Trump and all-things-Trump since 2016. Raskin’s strategy never had a chance and it didn’t disappoint in its inability to deliver the goods. But it in the long procession of blemishes the Democrats arrowed at Trump, the cumulative effect worked well toward bringing down the big bad orange monster (courtesy of SARS2).
In July, 2017, I wrote
Seemingly unable to fathom that a man can be bold and immune to the goody-two-shoed nature of the whiny liberal shame narrative that has overrun Western culture, liberals of Raskin’s ilk frantically defer to a nebulous interpretation of the 25th Amendment as a means to sate their Trump-hating fetishes. Like much of 21st Century nanny society, Raskin seeks to pathologize that rare strain of unapologetic male individualism which flaunts manners, convention, and conformity.
If frank bravado has become grounds for instability and mental unfitness, we are lost. In a world where abject lunacy is concealed behind overbearingly “noble” intentions, lunatics are the last refuge of reason.
Living out his persecutorial fantasy, Raskin is back at it as an impeachment manager in the trial of his spiritual nemesis.
Raskin ramped up the hyperbole with this highfalutin drivel about “common sense” as a political version of “a priori” knowledge shared by “all” that Donald Trump is evil, and that he sent his costumed minions to overthrow Washington D.C. on January 6.
Good try, Mr. Raskin, but if I were to sincerely apply this innate “common sense” you glow about, I absolutely cannot conclude that a few deranged autists who shat up the Capitol on January 6 were capable of bringing down America or its dream of diversity and endless oodles of immigrant prosperity. This was a big non-event and the left has revved up the turbo-charged gaslighting mechanism in pursuit of shaping January 6 as a dangerous invasion of America, a faulty image which will stick in the American mind.