The eminent scholar and philosopher, Daffy Duck.
Let's just imagine for a moment we've traveled back in time to a little over eight years ago. A man named Barack Hussein Obama has just been elected president of the United States of America. Let's also imagine all 17 agencies which make up the U.S. intelligence community are convinced the Russians interfered with the 2008 election process.
They pulled it off, at least in part, by stealing electronic documents from the Republican National Committee then feeding them to a third party. This third party then released the documents--some true, others heavily altered, and more than a few absolute bullshit--to the public in increments designed to deliver the maximum amount of damage to Mitt Romney's campaign.
Once in office Obama appoints, as his National Security Advisor, a man who not only previously received money from a Russian government entity, but turns out to have had questionable contact with the Russian Ambassador and subsequently lied about it to everyone.
In the mean time the FBI decides to investigate the iffy goings on in order to see if there was collusion between Obama's campaign and the Russians during the election. Hey, Inspector Erskine would demand nothing less. After all, there is not only the National Security Advisor issue, but Obama's first campaign manager had received money from a vitriolic pro Russian Ukrainian politician who was so deep in Putin's bag he'd been run out of office and into exile.
Then, comes the weird part. Just over 100 days into his presidency, Barack H. Obama fires the FBI director, who is heading the investigation. He admits he did so, after couple of a lame excuses from his staff, because, as he tells an interviewer, the whole Russian connection thing is a load of crap concocted by the republicans just because they lost the election.
Finally, on the very next day after he fired the head of the FBI, Obama meets with the Russian Foreign Minister and Ambassador in the oval office. During the meeting, which is off limits to the American press, but faithfully recorded by state controlled Russian media, he blurts out highly classified information which has been supplied by a foreign intelligence agency--one who hasn't given the U.S. permission to share the sensitive data with anyone.
Now, if all that had actually happened in 2009, exactly what could we have expected from republican leaders and millions of the right wing rank and file? I mean besides the blood thirsty mobs rampaging through the streets carrying shotguns and nooses--because that's a given.
Yes, one shudders to think.
As it is, however, we are stuck with Donald John Trump pulling this shit and all those beady eyed Make America Great Again types are just fine with it.
Trump himself doesn't even think this latest revelation is a big deal. Earlier today he ran with two tweets which put together read, "As president I wanted to share with Russia (at an openly scheduled W.H. meeting) which I have the absolute right to do, facts pertaining to terrorism and airline flight safety. Humanitarian reasons plus I want Russia to greatly step up their fight against ISIS and terrorism."
Obviously El Don didn't consider the Russians might track down the location of the assets who provided the information--it's reported to have come from Israeli sources--then give it to their pals the Iranians, who, you know, really hate Jews no matter where they're at. Or that, now he's blabbing to an antagonistic power, other allies might think twice about sitting down for a latte with us, much less share whatever classified information their people have uncovered.
In the end Trump seems more concerned with who ratted out the the content of the Russian meeting than he is about the fate of an Israeli spy sweating out a dangerous extraction from Raqqa. He later tweeted, "I have been asking Director Comey and others from the beginning of my administration to find the LEAKERS in the intelligence community."
First off, you silly son of a bitch, Jim Comey isn't going to find anyone because you fired him. Second, in the last few days, you've been the biggest intelligence LEAKER in Washinton.
Good God, no wonder Dr. Duck's question is so relevant during these chaotic times. The White House has been reduced to a run amok Looney Tunes cartoon on steroids and the nation is being led by an obscene caricature of Foghorn Leghorn.
Is it any wonder the bar is open? I didn't think so.