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Hillary Clinton just “endorsed“ Donald Trump for the Nobel Peace Price — but there’s a BIG CATCH…
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Hillary Clinton just “endorsed“ Donald Trump for the Nobel Peace Price — but there’s a BIG CATCH…
U.S. CORPORATE MEDIA IS NOT DOING ITS JOB OF REPORTING!
WHERE IS THE COVERAGE OF TRUMP'S JAN 6 INDICTMENT?
TRUMP CONTINUES TO SPEW LIES THAT ENCOURAGE HIS CULT TO THREATEN OTHERS, JEOPARDIZE LIVES & SAFETY....WHERE IS THE CONDEMNATION?
With less than four weeks until Election Day, several potential "October Surprises" have emerged—most notably, explosive new documents from Trump’s January 6th indictment.
The documents reveal eye-witness testimony that Trump, when informed his supporters were threatening to hang Mike Pence, responded with, "so what." This devastating revelation adds to the evidence suggesting Trump aided and abetted a coup attempt.
Yet a Media Matters study shows that major newspapers are barely covering the story, publishing just 26 articles in the week after the filing. By contrast, those same papers ran 100 stories on the Clinton email "scandal" in a similar timeframe in 2016.
That’s more than four times the coverage.
We all remember the 2016 election when James Comey's letter about additional Clinton emails led to 46 front-page stories in just one week.
Clinton was never charged, but as data guru Nate Silver noted, the media’s fixation "probably cost Clinton the election."
Now, eight years later, Trump’s federal indictment—backed by overwhelming evidence of his role in an attempted coup—barely gets a mention.
None of the newspapers examined by Media Matters ran even half as many stories on Trump’s indictment as they did on Clinton’s emails. At best, it’s an absurd overcorrection; at worst, it’s a complete dereliction of duty by the legacy press—especially at a moment when the foundation of our democracy is at stake.
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Friends, I thought the most powerful speaker last night was Shawn Fein, president of the United Autoworkers, who electrified the crowd by calling Trump a “scab.” Hillary Clinton’s speech was more moving than rousing, as she reminded everyone of her fight to smash the glass ceiling and envisioned Kamala on the other side of it. But the most emotional point of the evening for me was Joe Biden’s intense summation of what he has accomplished and what the nation is up against. It was a fitting and sad goodbye. It all reminded me of the last time I was in Chicago’s United Center, for the Democratic national convention of 1996. I had brought along my elder son, Adam, then 15 years old. Adam followed me around as I addressed state caucuses over breakfast (Adam: “How many breakfasts are we supposed to eat, Dad?” Me: “None. We don’t have the time.”). He trailed me as I spoke to the Black and Hispanic and women’s caucuses over lunch (Adam: “Can we eat now?” Me: “No time. We’ll eat back at the hotel.”). And when I spoke to delegates during late-afternoon receptions (Adam: “What are these weird little things?” Me: “They’re called hors d’oeuvres.”). In the evenings, he traipsed after me on the crowded convention floor. (Adam: Why are these people here if they already know the ticket is Clinton-Gore?” Me: “To have a big party.” Adam: “So that’s what they mean by a political party?” Me: “Exactly.”) He even learned how to elbow his way to news reporters and their cameras (Adam asked them: “Would you like an interview with the Secretary of Labor? He’s right here. They often responded: “No thanks.”) Adam wanted to know about the inner-workings of the convention. I explained that there were really three conventions happening simultaneously. It’s much the same, today. The first was the Democratic convention, which he and I attended. It occurred in the caucuses and delegate meetings in the mornings and early afternoons and on the convention floor for four hours or so each night — involving a boisterous crowd of delegates along with several thousand activists: teachers, trade unionists, and local Democratic pols from around the country. They all loved politics and most cared about America. The second was the financial convention, of which Adam and I would get only a glimpse. It met in the skyboxes — amid sober groups of corporate executives, partners in major law firms, Hollywood celebrities, and Wall Street investment bankers. They loved influence and cared mostly about their bottom lines. They allowed a cabinet member and his teenage son in for a few moments but they really wanted face time with Bill, Al, and Hillary. And then there was the prime-time convention, which Adam and I could have watched on television from our hotel room — or from home. It usually occurred between 9 and 10 pm and featured a few celebrities and political big-wigs speaking from the stage of the convention center, reading from teleprompters, who were beamed into millions of homes across America. I told him that the three conventions had almost nothing to do with each another. They occurred simultaneously but they occupied different slices of American politics. When the stars of the prime-time convention spoke their lines, thousands of delegates and attendees at the Democratic convention would listen to the biggest names (as they did last night) but spent most of the time greeting each other and trading gossip. Meanwhile, at the financial convention in the skyboxes, the big donors feasted on shrimp, lobster tails, and caviar. The Democratic convention was the least important of the three. After all, Bill and Al were already the nominees. The purpose of the prime-time convention was to give Bill and Al free airtime to advertise their campaign, and the financial convention was meant to ensure they’d have ample paid airtime between then and Election Day. After a day of listening to my afternoon speeches to various caucuses, Adam knew my lines by heart. He stood unobtrusively in the back of the rooms where I spoke, lip-synching my words. My most important role at the convention was doing what those people who wear Mickey Mouse and Goofy costumes do at Disneyland — pose for snapshots with my arm around attendees. “Mr. Secretary, would you mind if I took a quick shot of you and Edith?” I was a character in the costume of a Clinton cabinet member. Adam took it all in with patience and good humor. I was grateful to him. It was a heavy load for a fifteen-year-old; he lightened the load for me. I loved showing him that bit of how American politics worked. He hasn’t forgotten. Adam is now the father of a fifteen-year-old — my granddaughter — a feisty young woman with strong political convictions of her own, who’s all in for Kamala. |
Kamala Harris made a surprise appearance. Speaker after speaker saluted Joe Biden. And Hilary Clinton spoke like the true leader that she is. And in a quick, quiet moment, Harris’ best friend growing up was accompanied to the podium by her own Mom, who told Harris, “your Mom would be proud of you.” UAW President Shawn Fain told the convention, “Kamala Harris is one of us.” The camera panned out to catch union workers in the audience, carrying union signs and wearing union hats, some, gruff-looking men who nodded vigorously in agreement. AOC gave a rousing speech, one that reminded me of how very good she is at this, telling younger voters, especially voters concerned about Gaza, why they should support Harris. Why they had to. It was a fairytale first night for the Democrats. Hillary Clinton finishing up to “Fight Song” was chef’s kiss. I’m lucky enough to have a friend at the Convention, the talented Tim Durkan, who shared a few of his pictures from today with me. They are such amazing little slices of the action that those of us who are watching at home on TV wouldn’t be able to see otherwise that I want to share them with you. Tim was quick to agree. You can find more of his work here. These photos are from the Black Caucus this afternoon. Maxine Waters, who has served California's 43rd district in Congress since 1991. Fire! Governor Walz joined and spoke to a standing room only crowd. You can see the former football coach in this one! If there was a dry eye when women shared their stories about what the absence of choice about their own medical care meant for their health, it wasn’t in my house. There was tape of Harris saying, “We trust women to make decisions about their own bodies.” We trust her to make sure we will be able to again. President Biden closed out the night and brought down the house. Joe Biden: “Are you ready to elect Kamala Harris and Tim Walz?” Absolutely! “I’ve got five months left in my presidency. I’ve got a lot to do. I intend to get it done.” The crowd: “We love Joe. We love Joe.” Biden called selecting Kamala Harris the best decision he’d made in his whole career. Red signs across the room read, “Thank you Joe.” I think a lot about voting, possibly too much. I try to encourage others to vote every chance I get. Today, it was a friend’s kid who was visiting over morning coffee and women voters in Maine who gathered on Zoom before the start of the convention tonight. Use vote.gov to encourage people around you to register. A new law in Georgia permits counties to eliminate Sunday voting. Sunday voting, known as “souls to the polls” in the deep South, makes it possible for Black voters who work on Tuesdays to march straight from church to vote on their day of worship. Their votes are prayers. We should all demand, including in states like mine that don’t have early voting and no-excuse absentee voting, the right to go souls to the polls, in whatever for that takes for us. Go from your church, your temple, your mosque. Have a voting brunch or a neighborhood walk to the polls. Do whatever it takes. Voting should be easy. It should be encouraged. But far too often, it isn’t. Georgia Senator Raphael Warnock told the audience: "A vote is a kind of prayer for the kind of world we desire for ourselves and for our children, and we are stronger when we pray together." “I need American children on both sides of the track to be okay.” After tonight, I can’t wait to vote for the world I want for my children. We’re in this together, Joyce |
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