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If there's one thing I've learned in my years of watching the Democrat circus, it's that their moral outrage is about as genuine as a three-dollar bill from a Newark street vendor. Enter Republican Rep. Tim Burchett (TN-18), who lobbed the softest softball in congressional history to the suddenly pious Dems yapping about transparency on the Jeffrey Epstein files.
Spoiler: They swung wildly and missed, embedding the bat in their own foreheads.
Why the epic face-plant?
Why the epic face-plant?
This entire charade is just another desperate haymaker aimed at their eternal piñata, President Donald Trump.
Jennifer Van Laar laid out in her RedState dispatch on Wednesday, the House Oversight Committee's Democrat contingent thought they'd finally pinned Trump to the mat with a dump of 20,000 documents from Epstein's estate, the late sex-trafficker's parting gift to the world. They zeroed in on three cherry-picked, context-free emails that, in their fevered imaginations, screamed "gotcha!"
But oh, what a glorious backfire. Turns out, those emails had been thoughtfully redacted to scrub any mention of the "victim" – one Virginia Giuffre, who testified under oath that Trump never laid a finger on her inappropriately and that she'd never even witnessed him hobnobbing with Epstein. Bonus points: One email flat-out quotes Trump telling Ghislaine Maxwell to "stop" whatever shady business they were cooking up with "the girls." If anything, the Dems made Trump look like Mister Clean.
"Democrats and their lackeys in the media are painting these emails as 'bombshell' revelations," Van Laar writes, "but all they reveal is how desperate the Democrats are and again demonstrate how low they'll go."
Jennifer Van Laar laid out in her RedState dispatch on Wednesday, the House Oversight Committee's Democrat contingent thought they'd finally pinned Trump to the mat with a dump of 20,000 documents from Epstein's estate, the late sex-trafficker's parting gift to the world. They zeroed in on three cherry-picked, context-free emails that, in their fevered imaginations, screamed "gotcha!"
But oh, what a glorious backfire. Turns out, those emails had been thoughtfully redacted to scrub any mention of the "victim" – one Virginia Giuffre, who testified under oath that Trump never laid a finger on her inappropriately and that she'd never even witnessed him hobnobbing with Epstein. Bonus points: One email flat-out quotes Trump telling Ghislaine Maxwell to "stop" whatever shady business they were cooking up with "the girls." If anything, the Dems made Trump look like Mister Clean.
"Democrats and their lackeys in the media are painting these emails as 'bombshell' revelations," Van Laar writes, "but all they reveal is how desperate the Democrats are and again demonstrate how low they'll go."
When Republicans go low, Democrats will go lower, as Michelle Obama might've said.
It took less than a full news cycle for this Democrat dud to fizzle out like a beer-soaked firecracker at a family reunion. I'd laugh till I plotzed if it weren't so pathetically predictable.
Undeterred, or maybe just fed up with the kabuki theater – Burchett decided to call their bluff. Channeling his inner poker shark, he hit the House floor and requested unanimous consent (UC), that nifty procedural fast-pass that could've unleashed every last Epstein file into the sunlight faster than you can say "subpoena."
The Democrats folded quicker than a cheap lawn chair after Eric Swalwell broke wind on it.
Burchett said he requested the UC in an attempt to "cut out all this nonsense," but the Democrats "blocked it, oddly enough."
"They've had it for four years, and they—obviously if there was something there about Trump they would have released it," Burchett explained. "And now they're all, 'Let's get it out! Let's get it out!'"
"Well, I just made a motion to bring it straight to the dadgum floor and they blocked it," he added. "This is politics.. . . They ought to be ashamed of themselves, but they're probably not."
Later, chatting with Newsmax, Burchett spilled the beans: The Dems had whispered sweet nothings to the parliamentarian, promising a veto on his UC bid. Dead in the water. "It was blocked. It was not unanimous," he said. "So it's going to go back through the normal process."
It took less than a full news cycle for this Democrat dud to fizzle out like a beer-soaked firecracker at a family reunion. I'd laugh till I plotzed if it weren't so pathetically predictable.
Undeterred, or maybe just fed up with the kabuki theater – Burchett decided to call their bluff. Channeling his inner poker shark, he hit the House floor and requested unanimous consent (UC), that nifty procedural fast-pass that could've unleashed every last Epstein file into the sunlight faster than you can say "subpoena."
The Democrats folded quicker than a cheap lawn chair after Eric Swalwell broke wind on it.
Burchett said he requested the UC in an attempt to "cut out all this nonsense," but the Democrats "blocked it, oddly enough."
"They've had it for four years, and they—obviously if there was something there about Trump they would have released it," Burchett explained. "And now they're all, 'Let's get it out! Let's get it out!'"
"Well, I just made a motion to bring it straight to the dadgum floor and they blocked it," he added. "This is politics.. . . They ought to be ashamed of themselves, but they're probably not."
Later, chatting with Newsmax, Burchett spilled the beans: The Dems had whispered sweet nothings to the parliamentarian, promising a veto on his UC bid. Dead in the water. "It was blocked. It was not unanimous," he said. "So it's going to go back through the normal process."
Ah, yes, the Democrat Party's patented recipe for "justice": A dash of selective outrage, a heap of Trump Derangement Syndrome, and zero interest in actual accountability. Trump is a bad habit they can't quit.
In a move that had me high-fiving the screen, GOP House Speaker Mike Johnson (LA-04) slapped down the hypocrisy hammer and teed up a vote next week on a bill to finally air out those Epstein files. Because if the grown-ups won't play nice, the adults in the room will drag 'em kicking and screaming into the light.
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