Tic Tok is very shrewdly discouraging talk of the Epstein files by censoring them, essentially shining a big, carbon arc spotlight on a stage display of sparklers spelling out, "Epstein," in the middle of a row of dancing girls holding placards that spell out, "D-O-N-'-T--L-O-O-K--A-T--T-H-I-S-!" with an AI Lou Rawls lowly crooning, "No no no no, don't look here at thissssss."
As we all would agree, telling the average American they can't have something always stops 'em dead in their tracks, so problem solved.
Sigh.
This is one reason I have some measure of hope: for the most part, the MAGA ecosystem, for all their plotting and conniving, couldn't pour piss out of a boot. Someone, somewhere, always gives the game away in the stupidest fucking way possible (see also: Miller, Stephen: "Plenary Powers of the Executive/Quiet Part Out Loud" and, Bovino, Greg: "I said rough 'em up, not kill them, jackass").
I, for one, am not on Tik Tok, so I don't really care, being an adult.
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