High on their own supply

JD Vance apparently really likes to endorse books by extremist nut cases:

From a WAPO story about lunatics who have harassed people at Comet Pizza:

It seemed reasonable to Posobiec that Podesta might have organized a sex ring in cahoots with Brock. But the only part of the scenario that was real was that Podesta had been known to eat pizza at Comet. This part is false: pictures purporting to show that symbols, such as butterflies and spirals, in signs at Comet and other shops were statements about pedophilia.

Posobiec said he was curious and confused. He and a friend decided to go have some pizza. They walked into Comet eight days after the election, sat down and ordered. Posobiec got the garlic knots. His friend got a beer. But they were not just hanging out. Posobiec was using his phone to broadcast his evening at Comet on Periscope, an app that allows users to stream video live.

“Part of the experience of living in 2016 is live, on-the-scene broadcasts,” he said. “People have lost faith with government and the mainstream media being any real authority. After the Iraq War, after Benghazi, people are searching for other sources of information. If I can do something with Periscope and show what I’m seeing with my own two eyes, that’s helpful.”

Posobiec said he never made any disturbance inside Comet, but the restaurant’s managers saw him take his camera into a back room where a child’s birthday party was underway. It did not seem appropriate for a child’s party to be broadcast on a stranger’s Periscope feed. The manager asked two D.C. police officers who happened to be across the street to assist.

Posobiec and his friend “were gently refused service and asked to leave,” said a person familiar with the restaurant’s decision.

What happened here is that the completely amateurish nepotism, cronyism and grifter mentality of Trump’s inner circle combined with the sense of triumphalist invulnerability to defeat that sprang up in the wake of The Miracle of the Swerving Bullet, to lead to the selection of somebody as ridiculous as Vance, whose online sasquatch-sized footprint screams “on the most unhinged right wing conspiracist gravy train.”

I think there’s a good chance he gets dumped. True, Trump will never admit to a mistake, but he may be willing to tell his worshipers that he was the victim of a (((Democrat)))) plot to pick a Manchurian plant, an Emmanuel Goldstein if you will, who was secreted into his campaign, much as an international child sex abuse ring was secreted into the basement of an innocuous-seeming pizza parlor. (What do you think “risotto” really means sheeple?)