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The Daily Media Routine (Whether you’ve noticed or not)
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In sunnier days, this would probably have been a Friday Follies post. But we’re talking a wilder take on recent antics being fed us through the mass media. More like Friday FAFO Fun. Just how batshit crazy we should feel about the hallucinogenic diet we’re on depends more than somewhat on what side of the aisle we’re viewing it from. For example, if you’re MAGA, as many of my readers are, you probably feel compelled to check in on the War Room on a fairly regular basis. Where the hunt seems to be on for that one more fatal trap the cunning Dementocrats will be using to steal yet another election.
I’m not taking questions here. This is just how the daily drear if RAV is striking me. Note that the part of “Hang On” Steve is being played here by Jon Voight, and wait for the relief of seeing Julie “the Smart One” Kelly being played by Sigourney Weaver. You and I should consider ourselves Stanley.
Is that better or worse than being one of wet behind the ears voyeurs of the left on Threads, TikTok, Instagram, and Substack? Waiting with bated breath for the news that Epstein has finally reached of the grave to grab hold of the most evil man who ever lived?
Thing is, war Room and the sex addicts are in the same boat. All the media are full of breathless stories about impending events, revelations, resolutions, and retributions, but they don’t happen.
Like all those juicy hints we get from Pam Blondi at the DOJ about who’s next in line for a perp walk on either the Epstein Library or the 2020 Election Tote Board. Big headlines sitting on top of flashbang content.
And right after we’ve had another legal disappointment, we get another ‘wutwuzzat?” update on the missing mom of the celelebrity anchorperson for that show we never watch. Lot’s of press conferences and running around, but what the hell happened if it did happen?
Meanwhile we keep waiting for more bloodshed in the fat woke women protecting rapists from ICE agents saga, and even that’s become kind of a Daily Dud.
But they want us to keep watching somehow, anyhow. Even when not much is really happening and the smart money is waiting for a very big shoe to drop soon. In the interim, desperate news outlets like Brightbart have published no less than half a dozen stories about one late night talk show host in just two days. WTF.
Like we care?
The one who really does care is the guy trying to avoid the celebrity scrap heap of a podcast buried in leftist driftwood.
Yawn.
What is it, then, that everyone on the ball has been waiting for while the FAFO funnies have been distracting/annoying us? This…
Waiting for the real boss of the U.S. Rule of Lawfare, Judge Boasberg, to get SCOTUS in line on tariffs:
Which, by the way, he just did.
Now for the OTHER big Boasberg ruling to come. Soon. The decertification of the 2024 Presidential Election by a District Court Judge in favor of the first DEI airhead to raise her hand.
A Facebook friend sent me a comment today wondering why I was spending so much of my time lampooning a conservative news site he never looks at. I spend time on a lot of things, like ALL the news outlets, but in the grand scheme of things it only amounts to my spare time. For anyone else who’s concerned, here’s a look at the bigger news picture… The New Yorker: https://instapunkreturns.blogspot.com/2026/04/ai-fun-with-dick-and-jane.html The New York Times: https://instapunkreturns.blogspot.com/2024/12/gray-lady-down.html The Instapunk Times, 2019: https://instapunkreturns.blogspot.com/p/the-instapunk-times-morgue.html Brightbelt News, 2021: https://brightbelt.blogspot.com/ Brightbelt Perspectives, 2022: https://instapunkreturns.blogspot.com/p/brightbelt-perspectives-on-2022-midterms.html The Instapunk Times, 2025/26: https://instapunktimes.blogspot.com/ And before that, there was The XOFF News Network :
Graphic by Joshua Lake I’m changing my career mode today. If I were a senescent rock and roll band, which isn’t far off the mark, I’d be starting a series of farewell tours to give the youngsters a chance to see me before I take my final curtain call in the sky. I’ve already written enough to stop putting out albums, but it’s a habit that’s hard to break. Truth is, I am now resigned to the inevitability of an American Dark Age, which may come on slowly or rapidly depending, but the issue in the intermediate term is not in doubt. We have become an uneducated, secular, self-involved nation of barely conscious people taking up space in institutions that were corrupted past saving many years ago. What’s the point of me writing more? I’m writing what I do for the unborn ones who will come later and have to start picking up the pieces when being morally conscious and educated about the riches of human history becomes an aspiration again. Until then, I’m going to provide this préci...
Promise you, I’ll be fiddling with this one for a while. It’s too big for one go. Bear with me. CHYOS Club I’m going to show you a thundering herd of links. In a very deep sense, Oxford University is the compleat brain of the United Kingdom. If you’re to understand this post, you’re going to have to read, to look at long lists and deep piles of evidence. Their impact is simply too big to summarize in a neat way. Oxford is the intellectual culture of Britain, and its impact on the United States is not calculable so much as huge and inevitable. Oxford 1920, as depicted by Chariots of Fire. England 2020. 100 years later. How to get from there to here. So very simple. Oxford U. Evelyn Waugh, the greatest Brit writer of the 20th century, explained it all to the rest from his own Oxford throne; https://affirmationsmodern.com/articles/71/ : FTA: <<In 1946 the English novelist Evelyn Waugh infamously proclaimed that he did not write satire. Satire, Waugh wrote, “pr...
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(1957-1966) You’re going to think this is as bad as being directed to the Hallmark Channel, the Lifetime Movie Network, or reruns of Fantasy Island. It isn’t. Yes, we found it because we’re old and remember when we watched it with grandparents or at home on Blaxk and white TVs. But this is one of those rare cases where the experience of seeing it again is better than the clichéed memory. There’s a lot more to watch than the one true plot of Perry identifying the murderer on the stand against all odds and confounding D.A. Hamilton Burger and Lieutenant Tragg yet again. You realize almost immediately that you’re visiting a skillfully produced presentation of a completely different, bygone world that makes every episode fun to watch. The first two or three years will do. Unbelievably, they made 30 a year from 1957 to 1960. Each episode is 52 minutes long, which means advertising was confined to about 7+ minutes, compared to the 12-14 minutes per hour of ads on network shows no...
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